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No magistrate can legislate |
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Peace and love and hope |
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No song can end or sermon mend |
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The fatal flaws in our souls |
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Pen and paper, Whitehouse won |
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Will never do what we need done |
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Chorus: |
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Can't give me |
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What I crave- |
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Can't give me |
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What I crave- |
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The end of tears and fears and war |
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Is what I'm craving in my core |
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Can't give me |
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What I crave |
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What I crave |
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No millions spent can pay the rent |
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And get us into kingdom come |
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No atom bomb could right the wrong |
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Inside the veins of everyone |
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All the glitter, tanks and guns |
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Will never do what we need done |
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Nothing here beneath the sun |
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Can make us holy make us one |
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Only Spirit, second birth |
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Can satisfy my constant thirst |
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To spill out heaven here on earth |
