Well there's crying in the kitchen
and there's fighting on the street
And there's c*****e in the schoolyard
yet my heart don't miss a beat
I can't let go, no he can't let go.
And the preacher's on the telly
and he's handing me the phone
Got an ulcer in his belly and a torment in his soul
He can't let go, no he can't let go.
Everybody wants a contribution
Telling me they've got the best solution
No one wants the carousel to slowdown
Seems to me we're heading for a showdown.
And there's poison in the water
And there's holes up in the sky
And the children keep on asking
"Is the planet going to die? "
We must let go, we must let go.
Got to get fired - it's going to get hot
We've got to take it higher,
give it everything we got
oh - oh, you never know, oh way to go.
Everybody's talking revolution
Politicians offer no solution
No one seems to want to face the lowdown
Seems to me we're heading for a showdown