Paper Tiger and Chicken Hawk (War / Politics)
War is fog, let slip the dogs
Smoking ruin, Baby's crying
Computer error spreading terror
Safe and snug, you close your eyes
In your home bed, safe in your head
Morning paper tells a story
Its a bore, don't read it Anymore
Ultimately, you decide
The nature of the beast
That you will ride
Up on stage and blow that horn (Religion)
Lead the band with slight of hand
Build a church then blow it up
Epic fail with a holy grail
Just believe, never understand
That everything is part of a plan
It all happens for a secret reason
Everything has its special season
Ultimately, you decide
The nature of the beast
You keep inside
Filthy lucre, dirty mammon (Money)
So much dirt, so much hurt
Ever chasing, Always sniffing
Dont lose the scent, gotta pay the rent
Strike a coin, mint a dollar
Fill my need, fill my greed
Do the deed, make me bleed
And still the band plays on.
Ultimately, you decide
The nature of the beast
That you will hide
Only one thing worth a fight (Love)
Only one thing worth mother earth
When you find it hold on dearly
Just being tough wont be enough
Owe it to a better future
A better place for the human race
Does not matter how you find it
From below or from above...
That thing is love
That thing is love