Nobody Gets Out Alive So Lighten The Duck Up. I Mean, D a m n.

I'd like to build the world a home And furnish it with love Grow apple trees and honey bees And snow white turtle doves; I'd like to teach the world to sing In perfect harmony I'd like to hold it in my arms And keep it company; I'd like to see the world for once All standing hand in hand And hear them echo through the hills For peace through out the land; (That's the song I hear)