The dream was not a vision
                 Or some preminition like we were told
                 It was no figment of the imagination
                 To prove that we could be bought or sold
                 The doctor of the dimond run
                 Could be revealed to the intellegent
                 But this is what I resent Who cares for the ignorent, the
                 intellegent The
                 synics approch was mean
                 Who cares for anything in this whole wide world except me
                 And this opinion must not confuse the issue
                 My appearence, my condition, Or state of delivery
                 I am stating the obvious
                 This is a protest
                 There must me a collusion
                 This is no Shakespearean speach
                 This is a statement
                 Made by one who can not practice what he preaches
                 The statue of liberty
                 Has engraved on it's wall
                 Give me your poor, give me your needy Give me them all
                 We need something like this
                 For this world to coexist
                 It would be so easy To act so pretensious
                 To act as if it was hepocracy
                 To act condisending
                 When in fact it's the world we're mending
                 And that's why I can't relax
                 Cause inside my coat it's a pistol that I pack
                 We must beware of a suprise neuclear attack
                 We must be ready to strike back
                 I'm not pretending
                 Our defense needs clearly mending
                 We must leave those standing
                 Forget the third world is ending
                 Is starving,
                 Is crying
                 Is desolate,
                 Is oh so late
                 I would dearly love to return
                 Through a mirror in twenty years
                 And learn
                 what the future has in store for us
                 And if I learned that we lost
                 And there was no hope
                 For those that fight
                 I would turn to drink
                 And drink is drugs
                 And drugs would help me sink
                 And like of boat, I float
                 I sail out to the sky
                 To the universe and back
                 Maybe to give it another try
                 I don't know why, why Jack
                 Just to confirm our Father
                 Just to learn, just to heal us