move it forward, spread the word, we're setting up the
stage,
The rich get rich, the rest get desperate, trying to play
the game.
All these people, all this greed consumed by apathy
and I'm so small all I do is sit Around
and I'm guilty too, but America
I can't ignore anymore the stories that I hear.
we're so diverse we have to chase our immigrants away.
well people give what they recieve and all they feel is
pain
we love our guns until they're turned round,
well who've we got to blame?
And I'm so small all I do is sit around
And I'm guilty too but America
I can't ignore, anymore, the stories that I hear
not when genocide is named civil war to keep us in the
clear
we say we're pure, insist we're good and what do we reward?
Beauty, Dollars, Power is our soul,
well tell me, tell me whats power ever done,
if anything in this world breeds kindness, tell me its not
love
cause it doesn't have to be this way, its up to us where we
go or stay,
there are places where mountains refresh the soul and rain
pours truth into us all
Ubuntu, Brotherhood, Humanity
Where people live so simple and content
and the women may not be slender but they're strong,
beautiful and tender.
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