Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhod of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And I say, hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah
I say hey, what's going on?
And I say, hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah
I say hey, what's going on?
What's going on?

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