Composição: David Henman Look at all the places we've 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 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
