They found Joe lying on his bed Hammer blows rained to his head Pyjama jacket on the back of a chair And an empty bottle of pills by Kenneth's side No one cried And we don't care and we're so young For us our lives have just begun But it makes me feel so sick inside When a young man's only dream is a place in heaven Then God snaps his fingers again And you come running to him All I have is all I need My hopes, my dreams, ambitions I wouldn't question your beliefs But I don't want religion And if every thing that happens is God's will I can't accept it But I might feel different when I've lived my life But for now I must reject it And they say that the good die young Then God snaps his fingers again And you come running to him And if I said my prayers would the fighting stop Would the killing cease, will it ever? And I can't say much for the biggest priest When a prince and the Pope can't even say a prayer together Could they ever?