Spend all your term waiting
for a second chance.
For the fib that would make it okay.
There’s still not one reason
to make war seem enough,
and the death toll’s increasing each day
Give them some distraction.
Some criminal released,
while the tears seep from their veins.
Your words are empty,
each promise hollow and surely,
you murder sleep tonight.

Selling arms through an angel,
flown away from here,
in some dark cold hotel room,
to the terror states that you fear,
causing all kinds of wreckage,
while you feign cam’raderie.
You’re selling arms through an angel.
But you’ll be gone, kicked out next year.

So tired being killer,
and everywhere you turn,
the UN and left’s at your back.
Your words they keep twisting,
keep on building your lies,
that you make for what your Bills lack.
It won’t make no difference
how many lives are lost.
It’s easier to deceive.
Condemned to madness
By our patronised sadness.
We’ll bring you to your knees

Selling arms through an angel,
flown away from here,
in some dark cold hotel room,
to the terror states that you fear,
causing all kinds of wreckage,
while you feign cam’raderie.
You’re selling arms through an angel.
But you’ll be gone, kicked out next year.