Dollars & Cents

There are better things to talk about

Be constructive

There are weapons

We can use

Be constructive with your blues

Even when it's only warnings

Even when you talk the war games

Why don't you quiet down?

Maybe I want peace and honesty

Why don't you quiet down?

Maybe I want to live in the children's land and you know maybe, maybe I

Why don't you quiet down?

Maybe wander the promise land, want peace in an honest land

Why don't you quiet down?

I want to live in a promised land, and maybe wander the children's land

Quiet down, yeah, and there, there we can be free

You don't live in a business world and

You never go out and you never stay

We won our goals in a liberal world

Livin' in times when I can't stand it, babe

All over, the baby's cryin'

It'll all be, baby, I can see out of here

All over the planet's dead

All over the planet, so let me out of here

All over the, all over the, all over the

Quiet down

We are the dollars and cents, and the pounds and pence, and the mark and the yen

And yeah, we're gonna crack your little souls, we're gonna crack your little souls

Why don't you quiet down?

Why don't you quiet down?

We are the dollars and cents, and the pounds and pence, and the pounds and pence, and yeah

Why don't you quiet down?

We're gonna crack your little souls, crack your little souls

We are the dollars and cents