I Don’t Wanna Fight The Soviet lyrics

I feel a sense of disbelief when I read the lies of Media Street
What to do and when to hate. Come on, lads; let's fight a war
But what are we going for? There not the enemy
Its closer to the land I feel. In the seasons of discontent
That lead in to the slaughter of the innocent
I don't wanna fight the soviet, I don't believe he is a threat
I don't wanna fight the soviet, I don't believe he is a threat
I don't wanna fight the soviet, I don't believe he is a threat
He's never stopped me in the street, never asked me what I think or feel
They're not the enemy. It's closer to the land I feel and in the seasons of discontent
That lead in to the slaughter of the innocent
I don't wanna fight the soviet, I don't believe he is a threat
I don't wanna fight the soviet, I don't believe he is a threat
I don't believe it. I don't believe he is a threat
I don't believe it. I don't believe he is a threat