A#m G# F#7 Here in the consious world we place our theories down A#m G# F#7 Why man must bring us to our knees A#m C# F# Fm F# Before he sees the weakness of his sinful plan Fm F# Fm G# G#7 The power in his hand will never touch a friend C# F# C# F# Throw your hatred down C# F# G#7 Throw your hatred down Meanwhile in the underworld the weaknesses are seen By pesants and by president who plan the counter-scheme Children in the schoolyard finish choosing teams Divided by their dreams while a TV screams Throw your weapons down Throw your weapons down The weel of fortune keeps on rolling down The street thatʼ paved with sinful plans There but for circumstance may go you or I Dressed in golden lame find a place to stay Throw your hatred down Throw your hatred down Throw your weapons down Throw your weapons down
