25 years and my life is still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination.
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I, I'm feelin' a little peculiar
And so I wake in the mornin' and I step outside,
Then I take a deep breath
And I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs: "what's goin' on?"
And I said hey yeah yeah-eh-eh hey yeah yeah
I said "Hey! What's goin' on?"
And I try, oh my God, do I try
I try all the time in this institution.
And I pray, oh my God, do I pray?
I pray every single day for a revolution.