Standard (EADGBE)

Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets

Some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets.

Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away

Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today

Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying

Get up off our knees

You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

Paupers will be paupers, bankers will be bankers

Some own pennies in a jar, some own oil tankers

What may sound like tomorrow could be ours today

There's no more need for sorrow if we get off our knees to pray

Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying

Get up off our knees

You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

Countries will be countries, borders will be borders

Some have lost their folks at war, some have given orders

Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away

Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today

Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying

Get up off our knees

You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

You can wag your finger 'till your anger's sore

Shake your head 'till it shakes no more

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