Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Message, artist - Bela Fleck And The Flecktones. Album song Three Flew Over The Cukoo's Nest, in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 15.02.2010
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
The Message |
One day I’d like to be rich and famous |
Maybe be funny like Andy and Amos |
Be on TV, and sing like Stevie |
And have a girl who’d never leave me |
But I’d really like a place where there could be no war |
A bright and shiny world where there ain’t no poor |
Where there’s opportunity, peace and unity |
Where people can be what they want to be |
And where Apartheid can never happen again |
Where people don’t judge you by the color of your skin |
Where I hold your hand, and you hold mine |
Where a helpful hand is never hard to find |
A place Where people care, where no one can bear |
When someone’s hungry with nothing there |
Where the heart is never cold, the young are never needy |
The old are never poor, and the rich are never greedy |
So bring the power to the people, the people to the power |
Cause now is the time, this is the hour |
To stop thinking about war, start thinking 'bout peace |
So on this life, we can get another lease |
With a lesson to learn, a new direction to turn |
So we can take it to the sky where we belong |
Cause for too long, we’ve been too wrong |
Yeah we got the right notes but we play the wrong song |
Stop thinking with your wallet, and think with your mind |
So we can move ahead, instead of behind |
We got people selling drugs, people are dyin' |
Politicians talking, and you know they’re lying |
Taxes for the poor, none for the rich |
People starving in America, now ain’t that a bummer |
Now we got missles on the ground, lasers in space |
Underground shelters just in case |
That something goes boom, certain doom cause in our hearts we didn’t make |
enough room |
For the love, it comes from up above, let’s stop talking war and offer the dove |
Cause when it’s done it’s over, when it’s over it’s done |
We look back at the wars, and see that nobody won |
It’s time to make a better life for our daughters and our sons |
Or life will be a blast, pardon the pun |