The sad ones are slaughtered,
The world is becoming funny.
The bad ones are slaughtered
The world is becoming good
The fool ones are slaughtered
The world is becoming wise
The old ones are slaughtered
The world is becoming young
I stand here and you stand there
And there is no word between us
The sick ones are slaughtered
The world is becoming healthy
The ugly ones are slaughtered
The world is becoming beautiful
The dumb ones are slaughtered
The world is becoming clever
The sad ones are slaughtered,
The world is becoming funny.
I stand here and you stand there
And there is no word between us