And it's all in the way you wonder
If you think you're learning how
Pick up your feet, you don't have to pick up a gun
You can prod the sacred cow
'Cause you know the song of love
It's empty now
As it always seems to have been
You can go on home
Used to be down to tear gas and clubs
What do you think about grenades
You know like a frag
Nonsense is as nonsense does
The judge's eagle promenades
And you know the song of love
It's empty now
As it always seems to have been
You can go on home
The good book tells us, "thou shalt not kill"
What is the meaning of this phrase
Is it sometimes right and sometimes wrong
Depends if you're foolish or brave
'Cause you know the song of love
Well, it's empty now
As it always seems to have been
You can go on home