You keep pounding your fist
Like a child who just can't get his way
You keep talkin' so tough
I just can't see the reasoning behind these things you say
You play this dangerous game
Then shake your hands in the air and praise GOD, and praise Glory
I just don't understand
How such a GOD fearin' man can come out all guns a-blazin'
But it's an age old story
It's all there in the books
War's just trading one set of problems for another
It's all there in the books
Old men sending young soldiers to war
Well if all the angels would conspire
I know they'd say every fallen soldier is lost to friendly fire
What would Jesus do
How many bombs would he drop if he set out for war
How many fallen enemy soldiers
Would he stop from crossing through heaven's door
We spend too much time making weapons
And how soon we forget the horrors that war can bring
Mahatma Ghandi, Martin Luther King
They did it all without guns
They made the bells of freedom ring
It's all there in the books
War's just trading one set of problems for another
It's all there in the books
Old men sending young soldiers to war
Well if all the angels would conspire
I know they'd say every fallen soldier is lost to friendly fire
There's only so much Collateral damage
This world's soul and heart can take
Is there ever really a right time for war or a right place?
If you wanna see what democracy looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
If you wanna see what democracy looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
If you wanna see what a patriot looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
If you wanna see what democracy looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
Like a child who just can't get his way
You keep talkin' so tough
I just can't see the reasoning behind these things you say
You play this dangerous game
Then shake your hands in the air and praise GOD, and praise Glory
I just don't understand
How such a GOD fearin' man can come out all guns a-blazin'
But it's an age old story
It's all there in the books
War's just trading one set of problems for another
It's all there in the books
Old men sending young soldiers to war
Well if all the angels would conspire
I know they'd say every fallen soldier is lost to friendly fire
What would Jesus do
How many bombs would he drop if he set out for war
How many fallen enemy soldiers
Would he stop from crossing through heaven's door
We spend too much time making weapons
And how soon we forget the horrors that war can bring
Mahatma Ghandi, Martin Luther King
They did it all without guns
They made the bells of freedom ring
It's all there in the books
War's just trading one set of problems for another
It's all there in the books
Old men sending young soldiers to war
Well if all the angels would conspire
I know they'd say every fallen soldier is lost to friendly fire
There's only so much Collateral damage
This world's soul and heart can take
Is there ever really a right time for war or a right place?
If you wanna see what democracy looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
If you wanna see what democracy looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
If you wanna see what a patriot looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
If you wanna see what democracy looks like
Watch the people marching in the streets
'Cause there are people all over this world
Waging peace
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