Keep on you so try
Keep on singing let's try
Keep on moving try
Keep your head to the sky
Lift your life and reach high
Wipe your tears and don't cry
You will make it if you try
Keep your head to the sky
Lift your life and reach high
Wipe your tears and don't cry
You will make it if you try
To all my little shorties coming up in school
Don't forget what they said about the golden rule
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"
Your life is what you make it, and that's true
And if you don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Then listen up to what a beat
You better watch what's coming out'cha mouth
'Cause while you're talkin' 'bout your friends
Showing these messages you sent
Gotta real funny way of comin' back again
I know that life can be a struggle (struggle, struggle)
You stayin' in and out of trouble (trouble, trouble)
Weapons used, killin' our youth
What's up with that?
You feelin' used and abused
Wanna strike back
Then do yourself a favor
Take the anger, flip it around
I'm telling you He's the savior
There's more to life than you may ever know
But you must recognize
What it means to grow
Keep your head to the sky
Lift your life and reach high
Wipe your tears and don't cry
You will make it if you try
Keep your head to the sky
Lift your life and reach high
Wipe your tears and don't cry
You will make it if you try
In the mist of all this confusion, burnt bridges turn into bruises
I conjure flames out in fusion, mental combustion to music
Compells the demons to shatter
Miscontrusing the fantastic
Imagine how clear is to plastics
Time to fault the unnatural
Copin' and dealin', makin' me feel like I'm about to burn any second
Losin' the feelin' like life is depressin'
Generations are burnin' and people ain't the same no more
For real 'cause he drops, she drops, what happend to the fall we riRing! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too
Must get up an' learn those rules
Weather man and the crazy chief
One says sun and one says sleet
A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
Churning out that boogaloo
Gets you up and gets you out
But how long can you keep it up?
Gimme Honda, Gimme Sony
So cheap and real phony
Hong Kong dollars and Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!
Working for a rise, better my station
Take my baby to sophistication
She's seen the ads, she thinks it's nice
Better work hard - I seen the price
Never mind that it's time for the bus
We got to work - an' you're one of us
Clocks go slow in a place of work
Minutes drag and the hours jerk
"When can I tell 'em wot I do?
In a second, maaan...oright Chuck!"
Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss
It's our profit, it's his loss
But anyway lunch bells ring
Take one hour and do your thanng!
Cheeesboiger!
What do we have for entertainment?
Cops kickin' Gypsies on the pavement
Now the news - snap to attention!
The lunar landing of the dentist convention
Italian mobster shoots a lobster
Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
A car in the fridge
Or a fridge in the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out the door
It's no good for man to work in cages
Hits the town, he drinks his wages
You're frettin', you're sweatin'
But did you notice you ain't gettin'?
Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
To take your car outta that gear
Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
To get your car outta that gear
Karlo Marx and Fredrich Engels
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