There's a bible on the table
There's a bottle on the shelf
There's a woman in the kitchen
Crying quietly to herself
Down the hallway, in the bedroom
He can hear his children wail
When all you got is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail.
Well he came home from the desert
With a medal on his chest
Like a hero, like a champion
But felt more like a guest
Now he sleeps with one eye open
And he wakes up scared as hell
And all he's got a hammer
 Everything looks like a nail
They show you how to shoot
And they show you how to kill
They don't show you what to do
When there's holes you can't fill
So you dwell in the darkness of your soul
Like Jonah in the belly of a whale
And all you got is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail
Well a good man in a bad dream
Can't make it on his own
When he can't feed his own dam children
On the money he brings home
And the deck is stacked against him
And he knows he's bound to fail
And all he's got is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail.
They show you how to shoot
And they show you how to kill
They don't show you what to do
When there's holes you can't fill
So you dwell in the darkness of your soul
Like Jonah in the belly of a whale
And all you got is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail
When all you got is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail.