Never listen to the news no more
All I hear is talk of war
Guess I’m against it, don’t really know
Color me gone when the dynamite blows

Gotta be a battle ‘tween the have and have-nots
What I want, what you’ve got
Sick of the cliché “mass destruction”
Just call it murder, no more production

Aggression go away
Come again another day
Over worn your welcome
You’re no friend
Chase you away till the bitter end

Why can’t we live with one another
Turn the other cheek, care for our brother
Timeworn truisms and they’re still true
Peace, not war, or we’ll all be through