Marvin wrote these word so long ago

seems like yesterday

sad to say they are still appropriat today

we never seem to learn

we just rape pilage and burn

poloticians mouths just go round and round and round

still makeing that same old empty sound

we create even more pollution

i dont see no ready made sollution

more poeple living in the street

no food no heat

still they dont need to eat

so long as they got a needl for a treat

no money for hospitals they say

anyway the doctors they canr afford to pay

yet our money they still take

spend on what for heavens sake

educations as then at an all time low

guese we reap what we sow

law gets even more power to seasrch and destroy

CC.TV there new toy

hey you got nuthin to hede

you shoild be on there side

who cares bout invasion of privecy

I sream i do its my FUCKING right you see

they still sending us of to die

for some polloticians pie in the sky

if you gonna take my money

then spread some of that honey

donr forget whats yours is mine

said the man with the gun

theres plenty of room for you

in the barrel of my A.K.A

You think your a rebel

Huh you aint even a devil

you wear a label on your shoe

so you know what tribe

you belong to

dont you see itdont you get it

they own you,they own you

no matter if ite a so called brother

on the street

trying to sell you a needle

for a treet

no matter if its polotics

or a fashion label

dont be so willing and able

to put the meat on thier table

if you aint carefull

they just gonna put you in a box

an you dont got the key

to that lock

you just be punching

thier time clock

be a thorn in thier side

dont just go along for the ride

go against the tidedont worry bout 

who is on your side

you got a life

so use it

dont abuse it

dont be buying into thier system

dont listen to thier so called wisdom

you got a life so use it

SO USE IT!!!!

Tkere aint no place you can go

to be gone

because wherever you gone

is where you are

aint nothing you can do

bout the skin your in

you can do somthing bout who you are

in the skin your in

aint no one to blame

bout who you are or where youve been

cept you and the skin your in

no nothing you can do bout where youve been

sure as hell is somthing you can do

bout where your going

in the skin your in

you can go where you want to

be anything you want to be

the world is a can be place

its up to you to be

whatever you want to be

in the skin your in

Have you ever taken a walk

in the park on a sunday aftrenoon

did you see the old man

sitting alone amidst row upon row

of empty benches 

did you take time to pause for thought

did you think one day that might be you

Have you ever seen the child

chasing time laughing playing

yes chasing time with all the 

innocence of youth

did you realize once that was you

Have you ever seen an old friend

did you notice the game

time had played upon thier face

did you ask

friend is that really you

Have you ever looked in the mirror

noticed the lines apearing 

fresh day by day

watched the hair falling as leaves

in an autum wind

heard the bones crack and grind

as an old engine siezing

do you aske is that really me

Have you ever

for every action as they say there is a reaction

cliches become cliches because they hold a truth

relotivity,all things are relevent to those who percieve

every thing we do good or bad big or small

in some way changes all

you open the door step into the world

carrying the baggage of your attitude on your shoulder

just as riples in the water

the mood you choose travels far

the way you are with others is the way others are with you

it gose on and on and on and on

every decision you make and all those you forsake

in some way will change forever the road you take

not so simple i hear you say

and i say simplicity is the answer

just by being the best you that you can be

we can change the world it starts within not wihtout

just decide not to hate dont listen to false prophocys

do not fear the thoughts of others

do not let there tiny,tiny minds,minds so small

thay cannot see past there own ignorence

I see your dark,dark as night black hairIsee your deep,deep as the ocean deep brown eyesbetter still i see the warmth that lies insidei see a friend to share my illswhen the world bends me wearytares me down,down to the groundyou show me a diiferent viewplay me a diiferent songi hear a different soundtogether we compose a new day songnever a word to critisiseno pioson on your bonesthrough you again i see the world full of supprisei see in you no darkness only lighti see you soul a harbour safe full of lifewhen im angry dark about to fall downyou brush away my furrowed frownyou teach me a better nown

voices voices talk talk talking

making empty sounds 

that just go round and round in my head

talking loud saying nothing

filling my mind

with empty words and useless  information

the suites with power

slipping and sliding 

as the shifting sands

drowning in hyperbaly

symantics is a bitch

they open their mouths out come their  words

mouths that just make the same

old empty sounds

they speak their speaches

all i hear is verbal diohria  

why cant they say something i want to hear

WHY CANT THEY JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION !!!