| Song | Playing With Matches |
| Artist | Carrie Newcomer |
| Album | An Angel At My Shoulder |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Read the paper in said that we've | |
| Got one child in eight that goes hungry | |
| That our people just aren't learning to read | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| There's a call for help that's getting louder | |
| A plea for justice when none is offered | |
| If a rock gets thrown the glass will shatter | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| Playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for our own desires | |
| God's not a gun that's up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| Wrote a letter to the President | |
| When he said “God's on our side” | |
| Pray for peace by build this war | |
| And victory will be mine” | |
| I said “You're playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for your own desires | |
| God's not a gun that's up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| It's not too late, it's not too late | |
| I still believe, I still believe | |
| We could be fine, we could be great | |
| We could get our people what they really need | |
| One more time we flirt with disaster | |
| Threaten to scorch the earth forever after | |
| We can't hear the sound of the devil's laughter | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| 'Cause the earth can get angry and it won't pull punches | |
| If we throw her away like these fast food lunches | |
| And we'll stand like sheep in frightened bunches | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| Playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for our own desires | |
| God's not a gun that's up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound |
| Read the paper in said that we' ve | |
| Got one child in eight that goes hungry | |
| That our people just aren' t learning to read | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| There' s a call for help that' s getting louder | |
| A plea for justice when none is offered | |
| If a rock gets thrown the glass will shatter | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| Playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for our own desires | |
| God' s not a gun that' s up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| Wrote a letter to the President | |
| When he said " God' s on our side" | |
| Pray for peace by build this war | |
| And victory will be mine" | |
| I said " You' re playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for your own desires | |
| God' s not a gun that' s up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| It' s not too late, it' s not too late | |
| I still believe, I still believe | |
| We could be fine, we could be great | |
| We could get our people what they really need | |
| One more time we flirt with disaster | |
| Threaten to scorch the earth forever after | |
| We can' t hear the sound of the devil' s laughter | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| ' Cause the earth can get angry and it won' t pull punches | |
| If we throw her away like these fast food lunches | |
| And we' ll stand like sheep in frightened bunches | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| Playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for our own desires | |
| God' s not a gun that' s up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound |
| Read the paper in said that we' ve | |
| Got one child in eight that goes hungry | |
| That our people just aren' t learning to read | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| There' s a call for help that' s getting louder | |
| A plea for justice when none is offered | |
| If a rock gets thrown the glass will shatter | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| Playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for our own desires | |
| God' s not a gun that' s up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| Wrote a letter to the President | |
| When he said " God' s on our side" | |
| Pray for peace by build this war | |
| And victory will be mine" | |
| I said " You' re playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for your own desires | |
| God' s not a gun that' s up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound | |
| It' s not too late, it' s not too late | |
| I still believe, I still believe | |
| We could be fine, we could be great | |
| We could get our people what they really need | |
| One more time we flirt with disaster | |
| Threaten to scorch the earth forever after | |
| We can' t hear the sound of the devil' s laughter | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| ' Cause the earth can get angry and it won' t pull punches | |
| If we throw her away like these fast food lunches | |
| And we' ll stand like sheep in frightened bunches | |
| Listen for the sound | |
| Playing with matches, playing with fire | |
| Playing with the earth for our own desires | |
| God' s not a gun that' s up for hire | |
| Listen to the sound |