| Politicians knocking at my door
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| Heads of nations rotten to the core
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| Tell me how are you gonna change the world
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| When you haven’t got the love
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| I still remember your promise from the past
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| And here you are with another that won’t last
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| You tell me how you’re gonna change the world
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| When you haven’t got the love
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| Don’t shake me by the hand
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| Pretend to understand
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| To get into my mind
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| You got to get into my groove
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| Step into my shoes
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| Come and feel my blues
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| To comprehend my life
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| You got to get into my groove
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| You say you’re standing for the hungry and the weak
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| But your words are as hollow as the glory that you seek
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| Tell me how you’re gonna change the world
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| When you haven’t got the love
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| You want the world to see your point of view
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| But your eyes are closed to the pain we must undo
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| Tell me how you’re gonna change the world
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| When you haven’t got the love
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| Before you tell the world about the things that they should do
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| Stop and take a look what’s going on inside of you
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| Divisions are the consequences of the games you play
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| Look inside you |