| Song | Year of the Rat |
| Artist | Good Riddance |
| Album | Symptoms Of A Leveling Spirit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A fool抯 crusade a proxy war | |
| We justify we keep the score | |
| With millions dead too blind to see | |
| The cryptic clash of world war | |
| III Did your country抯 sons and daughters | |
| Die to make this world a safer place | |
| Or do we just defy | |
| Flesh and blood become one | |
| The stakes keep rising the time has come | |
| The band performs a martyr抯 verse | |
| And the dominoes fall in reverse | |
| The lines are drawn don抰 you see | |
| Its too late to turn back now | |
| We wont abide a stalemate | |
| The end is predicated on the loss of life | |
| What抯 so sinister? | |
| Were only trying to do what we think is right | |
| Conscience administered | |
| By the ones with the shortest sight |
| A fool zha crusade a proxy war | |
| We justify we keep the score | |
| With millions dead too blind to see | |
| The cryptic clash of world war | |
| III Did your country zha sons and daughters | |
| Die to make this world a safer place | |
| Or do we just defy | |
| Flesh and blood become one | |
| The stakes keep rising the time has come | |
| The band performs a martyr zha verse | |
| And the dominoes fall in reverse | |
| The lines are drawn don yang you see | |
| Its too late to turn back now | |
| We wont abide a stalemate | |
| The end is predicated on the loss of life | |
| What zha so sinister? | |
| Were only trying to do what we think is right | |
| Conscience administered | |
| By the ones with the shortest sight |
| A fool zhā crusade a proxy war | |
| We justify we keep the score | |
| With millions dead too blind to see | |
| The cryptic clash of world war | |
| III Did your country zhā sons and daughters | |
| Die to make this world a safer place | |
| Or do we just defy | |
| Flesh and blood become one | |
| The stakes keep rising the time has come | |
| The band performs a martyr zhā verse | |
| And the dominoes fall in reverse | |
| The lines are drawn don yāng you see | |
| Its too late to turn back now | |
| We wont abide a stalemate | |
| The end is predicated on the loss of life | |
| What zhā so sinister? | |
| Were only trying to do what we think is right | |
| Conscience administered | |
| By the ones with the shortest sight |