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.
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