Can you hear the thunder, can you see the weapon's flare?
Explosions boil the ground while their sound splits the air.
Old men sit at home... playing their power games,
while young men on the battlefields get lead through their brains.
Politicians work to make the world safe for them,
the Devil told me once that they were working for him!
How did we ever come this far, being ordered to kill?
It's plain to me that this will never cure the world's ills:
Because we're one world, one people
and we're fighting among ourselves.
One world... under blue skys,
until we turn it into hell.
Listen to me people, can we bring this to an end?
Or will we see another crime against the family of man?
Monsters burning crosses bright beneath the southern skys
While Businessmen are telling us that it's our turn to die.
Will we let Big Business heap up our funeral pyre?
Is it right that you should die in a nuclear fire?
I pray hope and guidance from the Lord up above,
while governments choose evil ways instead of love.
Because we're one world, one people
and we're fighting among ourselves.
One world... under blue skys,
until we turn it into hell.
I cry to God for mercy for the whole human race,
but all I see are tears that are running down the Lord's face.
How can we leave each other just to starve and to die?
I think of all the children and my tears sting my eyes.
Come let us now join hands to save this lost human race,
before our world's a dust cloud floating free out in space!
So tell me people, how much longer can this go on?
To fight and kill each other, it can only be wrong:
Because we're one world, one people
and we're fighting against ourselves.
One race... we're all children here
until we blow it all to hell.
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