Before you point the finger
and hope the whole
thing disappears
Remember empty
words will fall
and fall upon the deafest ears
He won't give in without a fight
and foul play without a doubt
No silver lining to be seen
in this thundercloud
Oh that's not allowed.
In the ideal world
we'd be free to choose
But in my real world
you can bet
we're going to lose
Your money fills their pockets,
fear fills their tiny minds
At last the world is talking now.
This ain't no way
to treat mankind
A sudden blackout
stops the show
but doesn't stop
the way I am
'Cos all my life
I've been oppressed.
You're not the
first to say I am
I do all I can
for an ideal world
where we're free to choose
But in my real world,
oh, you can bet
we're going to lose
In an ideal world
we could start again
But my real world
hangs on the
colour of your skin
We could be free forever
if they would only change.
But fools never change.....
A speck of blue up in the sky,
a song of hope,
a noble thought
But how long
must the people die
before the guilty
ones are caught
Oh will you spare a thought
for an ideal world
where we're free to choose
For an ideal world.
And we're no
longer born to lose
In the ideal world
we could start again
Now in my real world
let's put an end
to the suffering.
End suffering
In the ideal world
we're now free to choose.
Oh in my real world
we are safe to air our views
In the ideal world
we can start again
Now in my real world.
It matters not about the colour
of your skin.....