John Brown's Body - Empty Hands lyrics

See them cry for blood They demand it It's all just sound and fury Any style that's strong you can bend it Repeat a thousand more times Our bodies seek to fight foes See in slow motion fast as light Every mile you walk empty handed Shows war is not necessary But it's already gone wrong Swords two pick up never put down Detonate and everyone gone Brother man, hold on Chorus So please Mr. Officer Are you a peace officer or a war monger Please Mr. Soldier man Drop all weapons from your hand Please Mr. President Keep them all fed and defend the disarmament Please Mr. Officer So look into the palm of my hand, no weapons No frustration or need for confrontation Ease back armageddon army How do you think Moses part the Red Sea Your anger defeats you I have what I need Armed with your weapons and still you don't feed your own City walls are plagued with disease Whether I live or die Empty hands bring me peace Try to remain attached to what is not vain See there is no pain that your mind creates Why hesitate we can see stones levitate With your empty hands We can do it once again And it's already gone wrong Swords two pick up never put down Detonate and everyone gone Brother man, hold on Chorus With empty hands we break in pieces Walls that we resist Never you fight this request Want social remix Eat food and keep fit or Jah lick you with diseases Believe the music