| Song | Tolerance |
| Artist | Michael Franti & Spearhead |
| Album | Yell Fire! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A child is born and a mamma's torn | |
| About the life that it's bound to live | |
| A sun and moon, and a modest home | |
| Is all they asking the | |
| Lord to give | |
| But politics and big events | |
| They never seem to notice the little guy | |
| So make a plan or simply hold a hand | |
| But don't ever be a passer by | |
| Tolerance or violence | |
| And the whole world goes to war | |
| Is one enough or is one too many? | |
| Before we say, "No more" | |
| Could you ever love a pot of gold? | |
| Could you ever love another lonely soul? | |
| And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide? | |
| Could you ever find love in another stranger's eyes? | |
| Give a little tolerance, tolerance | |
| We need you more and more | |
| So lend a hand or simply hold a friend | |
| That’s in need of a life support | |
| Draw a picture, share a whisper | |
| Anyway that you can rise above | |
| And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer? | |
| To be the last one to die for love | |
| Tolerance or violence | |
| And the whole world goes to war | |
| Is one enough or is one too many? | |
| Before we say, "No more" | |
| No more, no more | |
| No more, no more |
| A child is born and a mamma' s torn | |
| About the life that it' s bound to live | |
| A sun and moon, and a modest home | |
| Is all they asking the | |
| Lord to give | |
| But politics and big events | |
| They never seem to notice the little guy | |
| So make a plan or simply hold a hand | |
| But don' t ever be a passer by | |
| Tolerance or violence | |
| And the whole world goes to war | |
| Is one enough or is one too many? | |
| Before we say, " No more" | |
| Could you ever love a pot of gold? | |
| Could you ever love another lonely soul? | |
| And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide? | |
| Could you ever find love in another stranger' s eyes? | |
| Give a little tolerance, tolerance | |
| We need you more and more | |
| So lend a hand or simply hold a friend | |
| That' s in need of a life support | |
| Draw a picture, share a whisper | |
| Anyway that you can rise above | |
| And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer? | |
| To be the last one to die for love | |
| Tolerance or violence | |
| And the whole world goes to war | |
| Is one enough or is one too many? | |
| Before we say, " No more" | |
| No more, no more | |
| No more, no more |
| A child is born and a mamma' s torn | |
| About the life that it' s bound to live | |
| A sun and moon, and a modest home | |
| Is all they asking the | |
| Lord to give | |
| But politics and big events | |
| They never seem to notice the little guy | |
| So make a plan or simply hold a hand | |
| But don' t ever be a passer by | |
| Tolerance or violence | |
| And the whole world goes to war | |
| Is one enough or is one too many? | |
| Before we say, " No more" | |
| Could you ever love a pot of gold? | |
| Could you ever love another lonely soul? | |
| And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide? | |
| Could you ever find love in another stranger' s eyes? | |
| Give a little tolerance, tolerance | |
| We need you more and more | |
| So lend a hand or simply hold a friend | |
| That' s in need of a life support | |
| Draw a picture, share a whisper | |
| Anyway that you can rise above | |
| And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer? | |
| To be the last one to die for love | |
| Tolerance or violence | |
| And the whole world goes to war | |
| Is one enough or is one too many? | |
| Before we say, " No more" | |
| No more, no more | |
| No more, no more |