The dream was not a vision Or some preminition like we were told It was no figment of the imagination To prove that we could be bought or sold The doctor of the dimond run Could be revealed to the intellegent But this is what I resent Who cares for the ignorent, the Intellegent The Synics approch was mean Who cares for anything in this whole wide world except me And this opinion must not confuse the issue My appearence, my condition, Or state of delivery I am stating the obvious This is a protest There must me a collusion This is no Shakespearean speach This is a statement Made by one who can not practice what he preaches The statue of liberty Has engraved on it's wall Give me your poor, give me your needy Give me them all We need something like this For this world to coexist It would be so easy To act so pretensious To act as if it was hepocracy To act condisending When in fact it's the world we're mending And that's why I can't relax Cause inside my coat it's a pistol that I pack We must beware of a suprise neuclear attack We must be ready to strike back I'm not pretending Our defense needs clearly mending We must leave those standing Forget the third world is ending Is starving, Is crying Is desolate, Is oh so late I would dearly love to return Through a mirror in twenty years And learn What the future has in store for us And if I learned that we lost And there was no hope For those that fight I would turn to drink And drink is drugs And drugs would help me sink And like of boat, I float I sail out to the sky To the universe and back Maybe to give it another try I don't know why, why Jack Just to confirm our Father Just to learn, just to heal us