What's up Thomaz Abdalla?

Sixty-three years

And my life is still

I'm trying to get up

That great big hill of 

For a destination

I realized quickly

When I knew I should

That the world was made up

For 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 deep breath

And I get real high

And I scream from the top of my lungs

What's going on?

And I say, hey, yeah, yeah-eah

Hey, yeah, yeah

I said, hey! What's goin' on?

And I sing, hey, yeah, yeah-eah

Hey, yeah, yeah

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 a 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 deep breath

And I get real high

And I scream from the top of my lungs

What's going on?

And I say, hey, yeah, yeah-eah

Hey, yeah, yeah

I said, hey! What's goin' on?

And I sing, hey, yeah, yeah-eah

Hey, yeah, yeah

I said, hey! What's going on?

And I say, hey, yeah, yeah-eah

Hey, yeah, yeah

I said, hey! What's goin' on?

And I sing, hey, yeah, yeah-eah

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I said, hey! What's going on?

Sixty-three  years

And my life is still

I'm trying to get up

That great big hill of hope

For a destination.