This war's a big one, the best one you've had
You've never wanted something so bad

Like that set of toy soldiers you begged for from daddy
Like guns, he considered it, figured you'd get rid of it one day

You got lucky when you were like five
And in your head, your little soldiers did fight for their lives

How you'd rip off their arms and you'd set them alight
In your head, they were in on it
Little fucking idiots
Your little gladiators, you little Caesar

Your men wouldn't stop fighting
So you didn't either

Now this war's a small one
You wail as a preacher
To a vacuum of innocence
Sucking on your brilliance

Your little toy soldiers got big, you got old
Like little toy soldiers, they did as they were told

Was some fictional foreign invasion they took to your hold
And before you considered 'em, they were already killing 'em

Sensationalise them, embrace the mind of a child
And that'll break 'em, get 'em excited
As a kid, it cost maybe a fiver to make you a tyrant

Well, now it costs a little bit
Two-hundred thousand civilians

It's hardly a war, it's an act of God
It's cleaners with guns, it's a man with a job

One of yours dies and we'll cry for their family
Bomb a country and we'll read it in a text book

In a hundred years, some unimaginable past
A song and a dance and we never go back

But some kid's playing games at the feet of his dad
Thinking: My war's a big one, the best one I've had