“I heard my brother died last week,
or was that just a rumor
From an overdose of hate taken in his vein
I heard the preacher said
God must have a sense of humor
'Cause when they put him in the grave,
it didn't even rain
It's a cold hard world, love
These are cold hard times
These are cold hard times”
“Come together as one
(gospel)
This a beautiful day
It's a new day
We are together
We are together
We are together, we are unified
We are together
We are unified, because together we got power
Apart we got power, we are together”
“Oh don't go and talk about my father
God is my friend
Jesus is my friend
He made this world for us to live in,
and gave us everything
And all he asks of us
is we give each other love"
“Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today”
“Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Just who do think I am
You raise my taxes, freeze my wages
And send my son to vietnam”
“the killing has intensified along the road to peace
Neither side will ever give up their smallest right along the road to peace
The fundamentalist killing on both sides is standing in the path of peace
But tell me why are we arming the Israeli army with guns and tanks and bullets?
And if God is great and God is good why can't he change the hearts of men?
Well maybe God himself is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself he needs all of our help
Maybe God himself is lost and needs help
He's out upon the road to peace”
“Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
he's got himself in a terrible jam
way down yonder in Viet Nam so
put down your books and pick up a gun we're
gonna have a whole lotta fun
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die
Come on wall street don't be slow
why man this war is a go-go
there's plenty good money to be made by
supplying the army with the tools of its trade
let's hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
they drop it on the Viet Cong
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die
Come on generals, let's move fast
your big chance has come at last
now you can go out and get those reds
cos the only good commie is the one that's dead and
you know that peace can only be won when we've
blown 'em all to kingdom come
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die
Come on mothers throughout the land
pack your boys off to Viet Nam
come on fathers don't hesitate
send your sons off before it's too late
and you can be the first ones on your block
to have your boy come home in a box
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die”
Voices on the radio
Tell us that we're going to war
Those brave men and women in uniform
They want to know what they're fighting for
The generals want to hear the end game
The allies won't approve the plan
But the oil men in the white house
They just don't give a damn
'Cause it's all about the price of oil
It's all about the price of oil
Don't give me no shit
About blood, sweat, tears and toil
It's all about the price of oil”
“A South politician preaches to the poor white man:
"You got more than the blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin, " they explain
And the Negro's name
Is used, it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game”
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“While digesting Reader's Digest
in the back of a dirty book store
A plastic flag, with gum on the back
fell out on the floor
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside,
slapped it on my window shield
And if I could see old Betsy Ross
I'd tell her how good I feel
But your flag decal
won't get you into Heaven anymore
They're already overcrowded
from your dirty little war
Now Jesus don't like killin',
no matter what the reason's for
And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore.”
“Well the first days are the hardest days,
don't you worry any more
'Cause when life looks like easy street,
there is danger at your door
Think this through with me,
let me know your mind
Woah-oh, what I want to know,
is are you kind?”
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“Well you don’t count the dead,
when God’s on your side”
“You never ask questions
when God’s on your side”
“I've learned to hate the Russians
All through my whole life
If another war comes
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side
But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
If fire them, we're forced to
Then fire, them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side
Through many a dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ was
Betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side
“So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
That if God's on our side
He'll stop the next war”
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“You know it's funny, when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Said it ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
It ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy”
"The death of a disco dancer
Well, it happens a lot 'round here
And if you think Peace
Is a common goal
That goes to show
How little you know
The death of a disco dancer
Well, I'd rather not get involved
I never talk to my neighbour
I'd rather not get involved
Oh
Love, peace and harmony?
Love, peace and harmony?
Oh, very nice
Very nice
Very nice
Very nice
But maybe in the next world”
“Truly He taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name”
“if it's not love
Then it's the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb
The bomb, the bomb
The bomb that will bring us together”
“I memorized the verses
And the names of every road
Then studying the history saw how badly things can go
And I thought you saw it too
I swear I learned it all from you
But now our home is burning and you don't have a clue
From a disappointed son
To the city that he loves
The flags you wave around have got me wondering . . .
My Phoenix
My Phoenix
If my Phoenix still shines
If my Phoenix will rise
If the vision of the Christ
My family sees
Is not the revision's greatest enemy
Then I still try to tune it in
When I get lonely
You know I chase around this desert because I think that's where you'll be
Whether high and lifted up
Or the dust becoming dust
Somehow I'm still in love
With my Phoenix
My Phoenix
My Phoenix still shines
My Phoenix will rise”
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“Some folks trust to reason
Others trust in might . . .
Say it once again now
Oh I hope you understand
When it's done and over
Lord, a man is just a man
Some folks look for answers
Others look for fights
Some folks climb the treetops
Just looking for their kites
. . . If a man among you
Got no sin upon his hand,
Let him cast a stone at me
For playing in the band . . . “
“What more do you want?
What do you want more for?”
Turning on the taps of wastefulness,
we don’t want no part of this.
And still you want more.
More than you have any use for.”