Weeping
I knew a man who lived in fearIt was huge, it was angry,It was drawing near.Behind his house a secret placeWas the shadow of the demonHe could never face.
He built a wall of steel and flameAnd men with guns to keep it tameThen standing back he made it plainThat the nightmare would never ever rise againBut the fear and the fire and the guns remain.
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhowHe tells the world that it's sleepingBut as the night came roundI heard its lonely soundIt wasn't roaring, it was weepingIt wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
And then one day the neighbors cameThey were curious to know about the smoke and flameThey stood around outside the wallBut of course there was nothing to be heard at all"My friends," he said, "We've reached our goalThe threat is under firm controlAs long as peace and order reignI'll be damned if I can see a reason to explainWhy the fear and the fire and the guns remain."
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhowHe tells the world that it's sleepingBut as the night came roundI heard its lonely soundIt wasn't roaring, it was weepingIt wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
Say ah, say ah, say ahSay ah, say ah, say ah
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhowIt doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow