Read the paper in 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 for 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 When he said "God's on our side" Pray for peace by build this 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 forever after We can't hear the sound of the devil's laughter Listen for 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 Listen for 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