Det finns folk till allt!

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


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