Oh yeah, this will make you some money, man. This is a money song, yeah.This is for all the people fighting for peace.To capture freedom.Yeah. What was the name of that song? Let's see, oh yeah.When will we find the peace?When will all this hatred cease?How can we hope when we're all dressed in black?To the cries of the world we turn our back.Soon there'll be no love to borrowin the empty house of tomorrow.With love's breath you can feedevery want, every need.But with the words of the world,the words that cover your face.Worn like a mask in disgrace.You run from love, you fill your hearts with sorrow.In the empty house of tomorrow.In the empty houses of your mind.In the empty house of your mind.In the empty house of your mind.