What would you do if I did, would you?
What would you say if I say, could you?
If I steal something, would you steal too?
If I gave it back, what would you do?
If I said it was a lie, would you say that's true?

What would I feel if you felt for me?
What would you see if you saw for me?
One man's black is another man's white
Who can judge if it's wrong and right?
We might both look the same but we're not alike

No matter what we think or even what we say
The cruel truth remains the same
The world is turning and our hearts are a burning flame
That's a shame
We believe in everything we say and do
And that's just a matter of fact
So come on, come on, carry on

If I play a song I sing a melody
If you get along, you can sing the harmony
I got a real good reason for singing the blues
I'm a happy guy, it's a style I choose
Maybe when I'm older I will have another point of view

No matter what we think or even what we say
The cruel truth remains the same
The world is turning and our hearts are a burning flame
That's a shame
We believe in everything we say and do
And that's just a matter of fact
So come on, come on, carry on

Sharing the same society, lost individuality
It's a monopolitical game
Victims of reality, 18-rated, call it TV
It's a monopolitical shame

No matter what we think or even what we say
The cruel truth remains the same
The world is turning and then our hearts are a burning flame
That's a shame
We believe in everything we say and do
But that's just a matter of fact
So come on, come on, carry on
So come on, come on, carry on
Uh, come on, uh, come on, carry on

What would you do if I did, would you?