So I told him
That he'd better
Shut his mouth
And do his job like a man.
And he answered,
"Listen, father,
I will never
Kill another"
He thinks he's better
Than his brother that died.
What the hell does
He think he's doing
To his father
Who brought him up right?
Take your place on
The Great Mandella
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now,
You must choose now,
And if you lose you're only losing your life.
Tell the jailor
Not to bother
With his meal
Of bread and water today.
He is fasting
Till the killing's over.
He's a martyr.
He thinks he's a prophet
But he's a coward.
He's just playing a game.
He can't do it,
He can't change it.
It's been going on for ten thousand years.
Take your place on
The Great Mandella
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now,
You must choose now,
And if you lose you're only losing your life.
Tell the people
They are safe now.
Hunger stopped him.
He lies still in his cell.
Death has gagged his accusations.
We are free now.
We can kill now.
We can hate now.
Now we can end the world.
We're not guilty.
He was crazy,
And it's been going on for ten thousand years!
Take your place on
The Great Mandella
As it moves through your brief moment of time.
Win or lose now,
You must choose now.
And if you lose you've only wasted your life.
Writer(s): Peter Yarrow, Mary Allin Travers, Albert B. Grossman
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