Waltz

Who gives you the right
To take someone's life
To trade with their soul
What makes you so great
And gives you all that power
To use men as toys
You say it's for the good
I ask you, for the good of who
The only one to benefit is you

It's not your son
It's not your lover
You make sure yours don't get hurt

Look at the papers
Read what you've done
Don't you feel proud
Listen to the news
Hear what you've done
Don't you feel proud

Take your time
Set it up your way
And give the crowds a wave
Why don't you take a break
You deserve a rest
Go on, open some bait

Get away from it all
Lock it away in a drawer
And perhaps it'll go away

Look at the papers
Read what you've done
Don't you feel proud
Listen to the news
Hear what you've done
I hope you feel proud