Take 21 (Reprise)

Calling students, teachers, poets and preachers The straightedge and rough-around-them truth seekers The too deepers, those blessed with the boldness to speak And those who express more by the quiet they keep Calling those who want solutions Those who pray until their knees hurt Those who want revolution just enough to buy a T-shirt It's for the homeless, the vagabonds and the phoneless The people thinking they already know this You say, she can't be talking about us 'Cause you don't think I should, man Aren't you what they call a good man? We've got love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness Convenience and comfort should also take precedence, right? I'm not impressed with it, fight until the death with it Might be a southpaw, but I won't be left with this So before we get too far talking vision for changes I'd like for us to visualize what change is Maybe it's me, but it seems kinda humbling How we lay concrete but can't keep it from crumbling Call me naive, but you got me wondering Why we got two good feet but prefer to keep stumbling I think maybe it's me, but it seems kinda humbling (Maybe it's me, but it seems kinda humbling) How we lay concrete but can't keep it from crumbling (Lay concrete but can't keep it from crumbling) Ooh call me naive, but you got me wondering (Call me naïve, but you got me wondering) Why we got two good feet but prefer to keep stumbling (Two good feet but prefer to keep stumbling) Hey, stop-look both ways Before crossing your heart at the end of the day It's not that we don't know that crime pays It's that someone else is cast as the criminal (She can't be talking about us) (She's talking about them) 'Cause, baby, you never killed nobody (No matter the mark, she must be trying to condemn) Some say that I am Maybe it's me, but it seems kinda humbling (Maybe it's me, but it seems kinda humbling) How we lay concrete but can't keep it from crumbling (Lay concrete but can't keep it from crumbling) Ooh call me naïve, but you got me wondering (Call me naive, but you got me wondering) Why we got two good feet but prefer to keep stumbling (Two good feet but prefer to keep stumbling) Enough, you're raising a glass To stocking up on sympathy and hoping it lasts Mine's up for some people of the past But I'd much rather toast it to all of you (She really needs to give it a rest, take life as it comes) 'Cause you're one of the good people, right? (Gather 'round and give it our best) (We'll get this done) But it's take twenty one Might just be me, but it seems kinda humbling (Sound with a plea, I would say why, why) How we lay concrete but it's always crumbling (Ha ha ha-oow wa-ha) You can call me naïve, but you really got me wondering (You got me wondering, why) Why we got two good feet but would still still stumbling (Two good feet, tell me why) Tell me why We got two good feet but prefer to keep stumbling