Near east and west shall meet
No redemptive destiny
Like ebony and ivory
The sons of Abraham compete
Far off in the desert land
Man killing his fellow man
Blame the holy guiding hand
Got me shaking my head goddamn
A pressure felt across the land
With their holy books in hand
A pressure felt across the land
With their holy books in hand
A pressure felt across the land
With their holy books in hand
A pressure felt across the land
With their holy books in hand