What's Up

Twenty-five years and my life is still, Trying to get up that great big hill of hope, For the destination, I realised quickly what I knew I should, That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man, Or whatever that means, So I cry sometimes when I'm laying in bed, Just to get it all out what's in my head, And I, I'm feeling a little peculiar, And so I wake in the morning and I step outside, And I take a deep breath and I get real high, And I scream to the top of my lungs, "What's going on?" And I said "Hey-yeah-yeah-eah", "Hey-yeah-yea", I said "Hey, what's going on?" And I said, "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 I so I cry sometimes when I'm laying in bed, Just to get it all out, what's in my head, And I'm feeling a little peculiar, So I wake in the morning and I step outside, And I take a deep breath and I get real high, And I scream to the top of my lungs, "What's going on?" And I said, "Hey-yeah-yeah-eah" "Hey-yeah-yeah" I said "Hey, what's going on?" And I said "Hey-yeah-yeah-eah" "Hey-yeah-eah" I said "Hey, what's going on?" And I said "Hey-yeah-yeah-eah" "Hey-yeah-yeah" I said, "Hey, what's going on?" Twenty-five years and my life still, Trying to get up that great big hill of hope, For the destination