It's been a long, hard day in Burlington
The favorite son's turned stale, the wicked one has prevailed
So then the town's folk all rally to get their guns
To settle things with might, while only one soul resists the fight, says;

"Find your peace, find your peace. Don't hastily react with base release..."
Find your peace, there's more to life than that"

Within the bowels of this town dwells a tragic girl
Who's given up on hope, lost all desire to cope
So she has unplugged her heart and now fills her world
With shallow, empty tasks - in clichéd terms she raps;

"I wish you peace, wish you peace. Although any chance for me has surely ceased,
I wish you peace. Is there any life like that?"

It's been a long, hard week in Jericho
As the aboriginal men are all called to arms
Except those first-born who are sheltered from this miracle
What's the harm? What's the harm?

Live in peace, live in peace and your better days will doubtlessly increase
Live in peace, conduct your life like that

Out the doors of Walter Reed walked a serviceman
With fourteen colorful charms just to the left of his severed right arm
Then some appeasers holding signs break into mindless chants
To which this hero calmly replied, "For those people I would have honorably died"

To bring them peace, bring them peace - against the will of some nihilistic beasts
To bring them peace, they deserve a life like that"

But it's been a long, hard month in Babylon
Patriarchs must adapt to veils falling to the ground
And it's been a long, hard year in Avalon
As the mighty ABC alliance begins to crumble down
I've seen the spring flower bloom in the desert sand
As a new world opens its arms, extends its hand