Texty: Earphones. This Is Pop?. No Jesus Preaching.

I can?t believe I feel like I was a child again
What I was in ?68, I can?t believe it
I wanna touch, wanna cry, I wanna believe in faith
I saw my mother pray, I was a sinner
A cold war, a cool cool president fails again
There?s someone to kill again, no Jesus preaching
A red threat mines all families in my place
Government says that their, their days are numbered

I?m again what I was again, feeling?
Da, da, da?
Yeah, yeah?

I can?t believe that my life has passed by like a train
Politics hasn?t changed, no plan to live for
I confess I was unable to react, my duty was to understand
What people live for