Songtext:
Twenty-five years of
my life and still
Iґm trying to get up 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 brotherhood of man
for whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes when Iґmlying in my bed just to get it
all out whatґs in my head andI am feeling a little peculiar
And so I scream from the top ofmy lungs whatґs going on?
And I say: Hey - ey - ey- e-ey
Hey - ey - ey I say: Hey, whatґs
going on?
And I try, oh, my God, do I try,I try all the time in thisinstitution, and I pray, oh, my
God, do I pray, I pry evґry single
day, for a restitution
And so I wake in the morning when I
step outside and I take a deepbreath and I get real high the I
am feeling a little peculiar
And so from the top of my lungswhatґs going on?
And I say: Hey - ey
my life and still
Iґm trying to get up 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 brotherhood of man
for whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes when Iґmlying in my bed just to get it
all out whatґs in my head andI am feeling a little peculiar
And so I scream from the top ofmy lungs whatґs going on?
And I say: Hey - ey - ey- e-ey
Hey - ey - ey I say: Hey, whatґs
going on?
And I try, oh, my God, do I try,I try all the time in thisinstitution, and I pray, oh, my
God, do I pray, I pry evґry single
day, for a restitution
And so I wake in the morning when I
step outside and I take a deepbreath and I get real high the I
am feeling a little peculiar
And so from the top of my lungswhatґs going on?
And I say: Hey - ey
