I don`t play these military drums on the head of my soul
I don`t pray for missionary stunts on the way to my goal.
Jack is crying
looking so bizarre
And he got his ioints already broken in that beat
He`s divin` and we`ll see him nevermore!
I don`t play these military drums on the head of my soul
. . .
Who came
who came to me
And drummed the prayers
I can`t move from now
And my eyes collide with energy
they`re leavin` me no more
Those words are beatin` drums!
I don`t play these military drums on the head of my soul
. . .
No more tears and guns
no more deals in sons
no more guns!
I don`t play these military drums on the head of my soul
. . .
I don`t play these military drums on the head sf my ssul
. . .
I don`t play these military drums on the head of my soul
. . .