Lyrics:

The time will surely come
For the laws to fit their time

The time will surely come
For the laws to fit their time

While the law is standing
You gotta open up your mind

Seems to be the fashion
To say you're right, they are wrong

Seems to be the fashion
To say you're right, they are wrong

You gotta see both sides
Or you'll find yourself in jail for going long
Yes you will
You know, you know you're screaming at policemen
And you call them lousy pigs
I heard you screaming at policemen
And you called the buns the lousy pigs

Just try and take some time, baby
To figure out how the issue got that big, yeah
Got that big
Gotta change, gotta

Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you
Many things before he died
Yes he was
Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you
Many things before he died

Don't throw rocks at policemen
If they're not the flaws in time

Every time you are holding
You are guilty of a crime

Every time you are holding
You are guilty of a crime

The laws must change someday
But it's gonna take a long long time
The laws must change
Gotta change, gotta change, gotta change
Gotta change it
Gotta, got to change it away
Change in the South
Got to change in the North, y'all
Change all over
Gotta change everywhere
It must change
This world is full of broken
Broken heads and broken dreams
It gotta change
Penitentiary School for revolution
Change
Vietnam revolution
It's gotta change
Gotta change, gotta change, gotta go away
It's up to you, my brother
Gotta change
It's up to you, my sister
Gotta change
It's up to you to hold her hand
It must change
Be strong, be strong, be strong