I'd like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees
And snow-white turtle doves
I'd like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
I'd like to hold it in my arms
And keep it company
I'd like to see the world for once
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills
For peace throughout the land
That's the song I hear
Let the world sing today
A song of peace that echoes on
And never goes away
Bird and children, children and birds
so innocent and easy to feed
If not for the fact that these birds can fly
I'd feed them into a plastics shredder.
Accused stand I of crimes immoral
of war and death and destruction
Oh how little of power they know,
it's copious blood of seduction.
.... that drips out of my plastic shredder.
In days of old when men were bold
and shredders weren't invented
Torture and rape room and prisons for young
would amuse me until shredders were invented. -S. Hussein.