When I was a boy, there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad
And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad
And we'd all fall down

And I feel like a child again sitting observing
You're toying with power, your fingers are burning
You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning
We'll all fall down

While you try to pretend you're a God upon high
With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies
When it comes to the crunch you're not smarter than I
And we'll all fall down

If it's color or creed, or your old time religion
Well, fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision
The fight that we strive is the fight to survive
And we'll all fall down

Well, look in the mirror and what do you see
An American, Russian, a soldier or me?
When you've all pressed the buttons
Just where will you be when we all fall down?

It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us
Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us
Words that you give are just words to console us
We'll all fall down

And what will you do when you've pulled the release
When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas
'Cos after all that was your idea of peace
When we all fall down

No sun for a world that once stood so tall
No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall
No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all
When we all fall down

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER THOMAS ALLEN, MIDGE URE, WILLIAM CURRIE