Feel like I'm livin' under some kind of hexLivin' in here in this industrial military complexDoesn't really help when I read Time magazineCause they only distort the sceneThe sky is so hazy I can't even see the sunLivin' here is like livin' under a gunI really do wonder 'bout the United NationsWhy don't they face the situations
I'm a troubadourLookin' for a dreamI'm a troubadourLookin' for some dream
Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these duesFrom Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad newsTired of the war and those industrial foolsGot to make it better cause I've got nothin' to lose
Ain't too clear to pay my income taxes'Specially when I know it goes to kill the massesLove to hear the President make it perfectly clearHow the donkeys and the elephants are police up here
I'm a troubadourLookin for a dreamI'm a troubadourLookin for some dream
Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these duesFrom Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad newsTired of the war and those industrial foolsI've got to make it better cause I've got nothin' loseWon't somebody help me cause I've gotten in my shoesThose industrial military complex bluesI've been looking 'round and this is what I found
there's not one of us
who wants to be somebody else
we would trade places, even trade faces
but when it comes to the heart
we wanna stay true to ourselves
There's not one of us like the rest of us
there's no two of us alike
and that will never change
all of us know it and all of us show it
but when it's down to the heart
I guess all of us are the same
All of us cry, all of us try to find someone
whose love will last forever
all of us know, all of us are on our own
It's up to us, to make ourselves feel better
all of us so alone together
If it were not for you,
I don't know what I'd do
and I just hope we go to heaven when we're gone
I've heard it's nice up there
you just sort of walk on air
and the best part's knowing
nobody ever has to walk alone
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