Playing With Matches Lyrics

Read the paper it said that we've
Got one child in eight that goes hungry
That our people just aren't learning to read
Listen to the sound

There's a call for help that's getting louder
A plea for justice when none is offered
If a rock gets thrown the glass will shatter
Listen to the sound

Playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for our own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound

Wrote a letter to the President
But he said "God's on our side”
Pray for peace but hurls us toward war
And victory will be mine

I said "You're playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for your own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound

It's not too late, it's not too late
I still believe, I still believe
We could be fine, we could be great
We could get our people what they really need One more time we flirt with disaster
Threaten to scorch the earth ever after
We can't hear the sound of the devil's laughter
Listen to the sound

'Cause the earth can get angry and it won't pull punches
If we throw her away like these fast food lunches
And we'll stand like sheep in frightened bunches
We won’t hear the sound

I don’t want to hear any pat answers
Grief stalks the earth like a hungry cancer
If a rock gets thrown, glass will shatter
Listen to the sound

Playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for our own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound

Playing with matches, playing with fire
Playing with the earth for our own desires
God's not a gun that's up for hire
Listen to the sound
Listen to the sound
Listen to the sound

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