The Radio Makes Hideous Sounds.

It Goes Back To The Destiny Thing.i Made A Bargain With It, You Know, A Long Time Ago. And I'm Holding Up My End.

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.

Come You Masters Of War You That Build All The Guns You That Build The Death Planes You That Build The Big Bombs You That Hide Behind Walls You That Hide Behind Desks I Just Want You To Know I Can See Through Your Masks.

There Is Nothing So Stable As Change.