Stop them! Lord, before it's too late! Stop them! Lord, I beg to change their ways! Don't you hear, Lord, what they say? Can't you see, Lord, what they mean? All they want is to have things their way And their way is not a good way You let me have no stress or sorrow You even let me mourn for tomorrow All the children of the land All the father's children land Stop them! Lord, before it's too late! Stop them! Lord, I beg to change their ways! Don't you hear, Lord, what they say? Can't you see, Lord, what they mean? All they want is to have things their way And their way is not a good way Stop them! Lord, before it's too late! Stop them! Lord, they have some wicked ways Stop them! Lord, before it's too late! Stop them! Stop them! Lord, I beg to change their ways! Stop them! Lord, they have some wicked ways Stop them! Lord, before it's too late! Stop them! Lord, I beg to change their ways! Stop them! Lord, they have some wicked ways Stop them! Lord, before it's too late! Stop them! Lord, I beg to change their ways! Stop them!