كلمات Sand

Turn him on Do we have a thread of hope for peace tonight? Turn him off He has nothing new to say to me tonight His little eyes Stare into the whole wide world Looking for the big Okay To kill in God's name Hey someone Have the balls to tell us all truth is It's all show-biz See the bleeding hypocrite Getting on a private jet He says We all should walk more (laughing) A hundred million words for god A hundred million tears we've caused Walking idiots with thumbs Grab it all until we're too numb to feel Hey, Father, We are in your hands Like sand