The old man said and the crowd heard
Empty words in a sea of contradictions
Don't mess with the people who own the guns
Don't mess with the people that own the bombs
Tell the joke
Burn the book
Stab them with the sword of truth
Open their eyes to a whole new world
Open their minds to find some hope
The beard man said to burn the infidels
Riding the oil, becoming millionaire
Don't mess with me, I own the guns
Don't mess with me, I own the bombs
Tell the joke
Burn the book
Stab them with the sword of truth
Open their eyes to a whole new world
Open their minds to find some hope
The suit man said with his sweet voice
Freedom, hope and glory, not to the others
Don't mess with us, we own the guns
Don't mess with us, we own the bombs
Tell the joke
Burn the book
Stab them with the sword of truth
Open their eyes to a whole new world
Open their minds to find some hope
