There was a celebration
When we won the war
Never mind the cost
Cause when the big bomb dropped
It wasn’t dropped on us
It wasn’t our families
Or our children burnt by mushroom rage
It wasn’t our fields full of atomic poison

Taking out the enemy
And bringing the boys home again
Was more important
Our streets swam with multi-colored confetti
While other ones bled black pools of sickening rain
Our Soldiers danced and families wept with joy
While others mourned those who would never rise again

The patriotic celebrated
And I wonder would I have been with them then
From a distance it is easy to proclaim
I would have been appalled
At the way we behaved
It’s true what they say
Hindsight is twenty twenty

But these days
When we start new wars
I still say
There’s got to be a better way