Lyrics:

(David Henman)
Published by Summerlea Music, Ltd. - BMI

Look at all the places we been, and look where we are
Something is amiss here cause we never seem to get very far
Now I got a feeling, a plan, some music to sing
And I'm looking for the right words to convey the message we bring

If you can hear it, mmm, I'm gettin' near it, if I can say it
Drop your guns, and raise your hands in the air
You're the one that started all the trouble out there

Grease me, I'm near you, blast me, I'm in your way
You're the thing in a song, that really ought to be put away
Now I got a feeling, a plan, some music to sing
And I'm looking for the right words to convey the message we bring

If you can hear it, I'm gettin' near it, if I can say it
Drop your guns, and raise your hands in the air

Drop your guns, and raise your hands in the air
Drop your guns, and raise your hands in the air
Drop your guns, and raise your hands in the air
Drop your guns, and raise your hands in the air