Listen children to a story
  that was written long ago
  Bout a kingdom on a mountain
  and the valley far below
  On the mountain was a treasure,
  buried deep beneath the stone
  And the valley people swore
  they'd have it for their own.
    So go ahead and hate your neighbor,
  go ahead and cheat a friend
  Do it in the name of heaven,
  you can justify it in the end
  There won't be any trumpets blowing,
  come the judgment day
  But on the bloody morning after,
  one tin soldier rides away.
    So the people from the valley
  sent a message up the hill
  Asking for the buried treasure,
  tons of gold for which they'd kill
  Came an answer from the kingdom,
  "with our brothers we will share
  All the secrets of the mountain,
  all the riches buried there."
    Now the valley cried with anger,
  "Mount your horses, draw your swords"
  And they killed the mountain people,
  so they won their just rewards
  Now they stood beside the treasure,
  on the mountain, dark and red
  Turned the stone and looked beneath it,
  "Peace on earth" was all it said.