Can you tell me how much bleeding
It takes to fill a word with meaning
And how much, how much death
It takes to gave a slogan breath
And how much, how much, how much flame
Gives light to a name
For the hollow darkness
In which nations dress?
     everybody
     loves to see
     justice done
     on somebody else

Everybody's seen the things they've seen
We all have to live with what we've been
When they say charity begins at home
They're not just talking about a toilet and a telephone
Got to search the silence of the soul's wild places
For a voice that can cross the spaces
These definitions that we love create --
These names for heaven, hero, tribe and state
     everybody
     loves to see
     justice done
     on somebody else