To be with uncertainty is our heritage today A sins and it's demanded The sinners have long since faded away We're little children Just waiting for the game to begin We've have no thoughts of all the people Down the street Thinking only we can win We stand alone to be judged by time Flushed with the fertile thoughts Upon our minds What good are all the words? We might say when there's hunger in the world And how can we the meanings survey through the thunder Of ignorance and bigotry and war is hell "And is not peace in the last analysis basically A matter of human rights The right to live out our lives without fear of deviantation" We're little children Just waiting for the game to begin With no thoughts of all the people Down the street Thinking only we must win We must win Only we must win Only we must win.