Hey Man

Fates on a mission and IÂ'm riding shotgun, man IÂ'm looking for a revolution in these stale plastic decades, man All he bombs and drugs donÂ't seem to penetrate, man All our minds being neutralised by these fucking Playstations, man My fatherÂ's generation they had fire in their bellies, man We sit there like living room furniture in front of our tellies man I donÂ't know about you but me and me, IÂ'm a suffering man While these dreams of reaching dreams seem all too distant, man Sometimes I wish I didnÂ't know about Marcus Mandela and Marley man, Cause now IÂ'm looking for a leader, well hey, IÂ'm still looking man While I keep breathing and IÂ'm still seeking, But I donÂ't have a plan man, With these lost shadows and these broken souls of our generations man, ThereÂ's fire on the roads and thereÂ's no one at home man We still knocking on the door and wonder why thereÂ's no answer man Well IÂ'm down if your down so letÂ's bring down this bigger man And like these youths today you see me, IÂ'm just trying to be a man, And like these youths on road you see me, IÂ'm just trying to be a man Hey man (Hey, hey) Hey man