Twenty-five years and my life is still
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 am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs,
« What’s going on?! »
And I say, « Hey, hey, hey, hey! »
I said, « Hey, what’s going on? »
And I say, « Hey, hey, hey, hey! »
I said, « Hey, what’s going 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 revolution
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 am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs,
« What’s going on?! »
And I say, « Hey, hey, hey, hey! »
I said, « Hey, what’s going on? »
And I say, « Hey, hey, hey, hey! »
I said, « Hey, what’s going on? »
And I say, « Hey, hey, hey, hey! »
I said, « Hey, what’s going on? »
And I say, « Hey, hey, hey, hey! »
I said, « Hey, what’s going on? »
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill
Of hope for a destination
