Pecking Order

There seems to be a problem The people won't behave They seem to fear our power less Than what's beyond the grave The clergy won't preach All the doctrines we ask We'll have to round them up So we can take them to task We'll blame the guerrillas for what has been done Burnt church of Jesus, the death of a nun The church has preached resistance For what the poor hold dear Stronger than the army We sent to instill fear