The Big Stick

Now over there in Managua Square

With American-made bombs fallin' everywhere

Kill women and children and animals too

These bombs are made by people like me and you

And we're told that we hold a big stick over them

But I know from what I've read that peace is in our hands

Over there in Guatemala, my friend

We're makin' mistakes there once again

Uncle Sam supports a fascist regime

That doesn't represent the people over there

And we learn and believe there is justice for us all

And we lie to ourselves with a big stick up our ass

Now if we stand and yell it out

That war isn't what, what we're all about

Someone will hear and bring us back

To get the peace train back on it's tracks

This is what I'm singin' about

The race war that America supports

Indians will never die

They'll do just fine if we let them try

And I hope we're never told

That peace is in our hands

If we stop there is time

To heal the scars we caused

To heal the scars we caused

To heal the scars we caused