Read the paper in said that we've
Got one child in eight that goes hungry
That our people just aren't learning to read
Listen to the sound
There's a call for help that's getting louder
A plea for justice when none is offered
If a rock gets thrown the glass will shatter
Listen for the sound
Playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for our own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound
Wrote a letter to the President
When he said “God's on our side”
Pray for peace by build this war
And victory will be mine”
I said “You're playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for your own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound
It's not too late, it's not too late
I still believe, I still believe
We could be fine, we could be great
We could get our people what they really need
One more time we flirt with disaster
Threaten to scorch the earth forever after
We can't hear the sound of the devil's laughter
Listen for the sound
'Cause the earth can get angry and it won't pull punches
If we throw her away like these fast food lunches
And we'll stand like sheep in frightened bunches
Listen for the sound
Playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for our own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound