In the morning 'bout three or so

Can't stop thinking about what I know

In the morning 'bout three or so

Can't stop thinking of the universe

I keep rocking, I keep rolling

Trade in the minute for a minute that isn't there

Keep dropping, keep rolling

Put out the fire with the water

Thinking creosote

I the morning with a beat up bud I know

I can't fight a war without losing blood

In the morning 'bout three or so

Can't stop seeking what I need to know

God is in the mountain as is in the rock

And god is not concerned about keeping stock

So keep rocking, keep rolling

Trade in the minute for a minute that isn't there

Keep dropping, keep rolling

Put out the fire with the water

Thinking creosote

All he ever wanted was to be alone

But you can't feel love without being loved!

(Can't fight a war without losing blood)

(Blood... Blood... Blood...)

All we ever wanted was love

Love! (doo wop boddum... doo wapideewapideewapideedoo...)

We can see the enemy, they say

Hey! we don't want your war!

It's quite nice, white light, it's quite, it's quite extraordinary!

Window! It's a window! It's white! It's quite... quite

God, quiet! Just a little bit of quiet please!

Just stop the noise for once... please!