Say No Songtext
von Fischer‐Z

Say no
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
You must shape
The things to come

Lord God Almighty
Maker of heaven and earth
You tell me just
How much it′s worth
To count those faithful heads
In South America


Righteous Father
Defender of the poor
Why do these people
Need our world
There must be more to life
Anyone knows
Warships and Christians
Hovering in the wings
We never ever wanted this
We've got children for sale

Harping back to the knights
On their silver steeds
We′re plucking flowers
And sowing weeds
And poverty grows

Say No
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
The time for changing
Has begun
Say No
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
You must shape
The things to come
Shape the things to come


All in the garden
Isn't as it should be
One law for you
One law for me
Detente apocalypso
Sermons on the screen
Righteous leaders
Wolves dressed up as sheep
Soap opera war
In the name of peace
And that's not good enough
Tear off their clothes

Say No
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
The time for changing
Has begun
Say No
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
You must shape
The things to come
Shape the things to come

Lord God Almighty
Maker of heaven and earth
You tell me just
How much they′re worth
The empty promises
Of men with narrow minds
Evangelists and
Presidents and kings
With perfect teeth
And golden wings
But can they sleep at night
With consciences clear

Say No
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
The time for changing
Has begun
Say No
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
You must shape
The things to come
Shape the things to come

Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
The time for changing
Has begun
You must shape
The things to come

Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
The time for changing
Has begun
Say no
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
You must shape
The things to come
Say no

Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
The time for changing
Has begun
Say no
Mothers and daughters
Fathers and sons
You must shape
The things to come
Say no