Lyrics
In a hundred years
Yellow men will be everybody's friend
The fight that's going on
Well, I guess it will have come to an end
And in a hundred years
They'll never know just why they're dying
It seems to me to be
Such a very silly thing to do
'Cause in a hundred years
They'll be forgetting about you
Come on down, Jesus
Come on down, Jesus
You can hear the people crying
Can you hear them singing
You can see we're tired of dying
So won't you come on down, Jesus
And tell us what to do
We need you (We need you)
(Come on down, Jesus)
(Come on down, Jesus)
(Can you hear the people crying)
(Can you hear them singing)
(You can see we're tired of dying)
(So won't you come on down, Jesus)
(And tell us what to do)
And in a hundred years
Seems to me that we'll be in the same way
So if you're gonna show
Well, I guess you'd better make it today
'Cause in a hundred years, there'll be nothing left for you
Yes, if you're gonna show
Well, I guess you'd better make it today
'Cause in a hundred years, there'll be nothing you can do
Come on down, Jesus
Come on down, Jesus
Can you hear the people crying
Can you hear them singing
You can see we're tired of dying
So won't you come on down, Jesus
And tell us what to do
We need you (We need you)