Blind Melon

I've got peace on my mind a pistol full of insistence
Enough blood to fill a lake, but does it make a difference?
Tolerance was the sermon
No matter how dubious
The fundamental thinking just turned so malicious
There's a few people spinning gold
Some just try to save their soul
But I wonder what to do
Money bills and secret guns
I know i can't help everyone
But I can take on one or two
That's what I'll do
Ive got to pick a god so many of them to witness
Did I follow the right one?
Does it make a difference?
Inside there's a substance
Fuel for my pennance
The whole world is hurtin' bad
Can i make a difference?