I'm tired of the hunger I see on people's faces Tired of the animosity between the races Tired of corruption in high and low places And pricks with money but no social graces Tired of being judged for the style in my hair And the music that I listen and the clothes that I wear Tired of life and death being sold as a pair and politicians who keep saying they care but Maybe hoping for a change is a dream Maybe life aint as bad as it seems But if dreaming is the best I can do i'll be dreaming my whole life through
CHO
What a day when war becomes a thing of the past and peace, we will have it at last and life is finally worth its cost and oh oh oh What a day when men finally live what they teach and love aint just a concept we preach and blood no longer runs in the streets oh oh oh, what a day
Verse 2
Tired of leaving church feeling like I've just been robbed 2 hours of rambling not much mention of God The richest man's the only one who does not have a job A bunch of righteous freaks extorting worse than the mob Tired of baby momma tired of babydaddy Chilling in the spot where the parents should be Teenage mother saying 'Lea' ma bi'niz alone' In 20 years the kid could be robbing my home but I got a vision of a whole other plain Where the spiritual can flourish again I'm just waiting for the fire to rain Burn dung everything and start clean (Repeat cho)