Real Revolution |
(c) Alex Baker-Graham, 2002 |
A man walks out of his house one day, Chasing his dog and his cat, Stops in his tracks and looks away, Cries "My God will you look at that! Did you ever see the sky so blue? Did you ever see the people so grey? I swear by the book that Jehova wrote, I swear that I'll be King someday." CHORUS The real revolution, Is a brand new state of mind, The real revolution, Is happening this time, Conformative rebellion, Is fast becoming old, The real revolution's in your soul, The real revolution's in your soul, The real revolution's in your soul. Shaking your head at kids these days, Wondering what we're about, Wish I could tell you it's just a phase, But that is something I doubt. But I have to tell you I don't know why, We look or dress or do like we do, But I for one am tired of face paint and grunge, Why can't we try something new? CHORUS No one expects me to sing these songs, Wrong generation I'm sure, I don't like the loud stuff, it don't make no sense, I can't hear your point if you roar. And I guess this is what I meant, In the songs that I write and I play, There's a new way to show that you're different, A more genuine statement to make. CHORUS |