John Brown's Body Follow

See them cry for blood
They demand it
It's all just sound and fury
Any style that's strong you can bend it
Repeat a thousand more times
Our bodies seek to fight foes
See in slow motion fast as light
Every mile you walk empty handed
Shows war is not necessary
But it's already gone wrong
Swords two pick up never put down
Detonate and everyone gone
Brother man, hold on

Chorus

So please Mr. Officer
Are you a peace officer or a war monger
Please Mr. Soldier man
Drop all weapons from your hand
Please Mr. President
Keep them all fed and defend the disarmament
Please Mr. Officer

So look into the palm of my hand, no weapons
No frustration or need for confrontation
Ease back armageddon army
How do you think Moses part the Red Sea
Your anger defeats you I have what I need
Armed with your weapons and still you don't feed your own
City walls are plagued with disease
Whether I live or die
Empty hands bring me peace
Try to remain attached to what is not vain
See there is no pain that your mind creates
Why hesitate we can see stones levitate
With your empty hands
We can do it once again
And it's already gone wrong
Swords two pick up never put down
Detonate and everyone gone
Brother man, hold on

Chorus

With empty hands we break in pieces
Walls that we resist
Never you fight this request
Want social remix
Eat food and keep fit or Jah lick you with diseases
Believe the music