Ain't no sense in the action, killing people all the time
Ain't no sense no the action, killing people all the time
When it happen on the street we call that a crime
These old boys are leading us somewhere - that is plain to see
I don't know much of nothing, still it troubles me
Got to find another way, this one ain't the way to go
Got to get a plan, change our ways or no...
When this war is over it will be a better day
When this war is over it will be a better day
But it won't bring back those poor boys in the grave
When this war is over, it will be a better day
When this war is over, it will be a better day
But it won't bring back those poor boys in the grave