One day I'd like to be rich and famousnMaybe be funny like Andy and AmesnBe on TV and sing like StevienAnd have a girl who'd never leave mennBut I'd really like a placenWhere there could be no warnA bright and shiny world where there ain't no poornWhere there's opportunity, peace and unitynWhere people can be what they want to bennAnd where Apartheid could never happen againnWhere people don't judge you by the color of your skinnWhere I hold your hand and you hold minenWhere a helpful hand is never hard to findnA place where people carenWhere no one could bearnWhen someone's hungry, with nothin' therenWhere the heart is never coldnThe young are never needy,nThe old are never poor,nAnd the rich are never greedynnSo bring the power to the peoplenThe people to the powernCuz now is the time, this is the hournTo stop thinkin' about war start thinkin' about peacenSo on this life, we can get another leasenWith a lesson to learnnA new direction to turnnSo we can take it to the sky where we belongnCuz 'fore to long, we been to wrongnWe've got the right notesnBut we play the wrong songnStop thinkin' with your walletnThink with your mindnSo we can move aheadnInstead of behindnWe got the people selling drugsnPeople are dyingnPoliticians talking and we know they're lyin'nTaxes for the poor, none for the richnPeople starvin' here in AmericannNow ain't that a bummernnAnd now my heats been turned offnFrom my job, I've been laid offnWhat am I gonna do?nWell, is the shape I'm innBecause of my dark skin?nNow I know that can't be truenBut since we're all down herenLet's work to make it betternDo our best for what it's worthnBut you know the rules are bentnWhen you have to pay rentnJust to live on earthnTalk about justicennWe're gonna do something nownThat's gonna be really slicknWe're gonna listen to Mr. Fleck and ChicknnI'm gonna say one more thingnThen I'll get outta your facenHow 'bout a soundnWith a little bassnnAnd we got missles on the groundnLasers in spacenUnderground shelters, just in casenThat something goes boomnCertain doomnCuz in our hearts we didn't make enough roomnFor the lovenIt comes from up abovenLet's stop talking warnAnd let's offer the dovennCuz when it's done it's overnWhen it's over, it's donenWe look back at the warsnAnd see nobobdy wonnIt's time to make a better placenFor out daughters and our sonsnOr life will be a blastnPardon the pun