Here we are, here we go again, it's the same old mess that we've always been in since the world was young and we didn't know what was goin' on.
But now we've grown, and come so far put a man on the moon, we could put a woman on a star, how can we be so bright and yet so dull?
Cause most people are good, this I know, all around the world everywhere you go.
Before they eat, they bow their heads before they sleep, they kneel by their bed sayin' bless this mess and let Johnny come marchin' home.
Is a Christian soldier an oxymoron with the cross of Jesus marching to war on any of the children of this that and any other god?
Well I can't see Jesus in a camouflage suit had nothin' to hide from and no one to shoot the prince of peace was all the time talkin' about love
halelujah, if you're holy and you know it hats off to ya but while you're workin' on your rapture we're caught in the middle of your war
My father goes to the church of John Wayne the first commandment is not to complain lead with your right and rule with your might, amen,
hallelujah, Like they used to say a little dab will do ya but now the're runnin' out in Texas and we could use a little bit more...
Be true to your country, be true to your school be true to your holy thing and the golden rule ain't nothin' red white or blue ever gonna lie to me...
yeah right,
like a tooth beneath a pillow in a child's night it's the stuff that dreams are made of they're just hollow to the core we got a few bad apples, we're all caught in their war.
Cause most people are good this I know, all around the world everywhere you go.
