I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul



I don't pray for missionary stunts on the way to my goal.



Jack is crying

looking so bizarre



And he got his ioints already broken in that beat



He's divin' and we'll see him nevermore!

I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul

. . .



Who came

who came to me



And drummed the prayers

I can't move from now



And my eyes collide with energy

they're leavin' me no more



Those words are beatin' drums!

I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul

. . .



No more tears and guns

no more deals in sons

no more guns!



I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul

. . .

I don't play these military drums on the head sf my ssul

. . .

I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul

. . .