In the second world war, Japanese caught us cold,
And they attacked on December seven.
They snuck in and dealt blows, with our Navy exposed,
Sneak attack they sure gave us a "what for".
And the death toll was eleven-seven-seven. (1177)

There's a shrine for them all, on the first day of war,
'Cause we know that these wounds are slow healing.
And the bombs how they shook, this is war and it stings,
But our resolve was just not to give in.
Ooh, the ships went under,
Ooh, the ships went under.

Let us please not forget, when we're put to the test,
After spirits quit crying and grieving.
Some forgot of all these things, the smoke and debris,
Many voices are demanding booking.
Ooh, The ships went under,
Ooh, and the ships went down-under,

Now these monsters need tuned, so lets do it real soon,
Or these vipers will lead us to treason.
Hey this isn't "Red Dawn", but we won't stand long,
'Cause our freedom is just what they're after.

And as they hastle on the talk shows, hey there's no harm now,
There's just no vaccine for the obscene.
Yes there are new maths we can apply to get one sum,
Games with time won't change the road we're on.
And the ships went under.

The numbers summing to a plateau, so you should know,
To numbers seven and eleven,
They're lucky numbers and did you know, that as dates go,
They match the dead on that ship they did in.

And as the middle east explodes,
These dates are matching that death toll,
It's just a crazy number show,
It's funny how these numbers go,
The memories are growing cold,
Both times they caught us off our guard,
And when the dust clears out at last,
When numbers sum and buildings fall,
Then we take stock and count the toll.

They attacked on September eleven.