Written:M.J
Nation to nation
All the world must get together
Face the problems that we see
Then maybe somehow we can work it out
I asked my neighbor for a favor
She said later
What has come of all the people
Have we lost love
Of what its about
I have to find my peace
cuz no one seems to let me be
False prophets cry of doom
What are the possibilities?
I told my brother there"ll be problems
Time and tears for fears
But we must live each day like it"s the last
Go with it
Go with it
JAM
It aint too much stuff
It aint too much
It aint too much for me to
JAM
It aint
It aint
Too much stuff
It aint
Dont you
It aint too much for me to
The world keeps changin"
Rearrangin" Minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom
The baby boom has come of age
We"ll work it out
I told my brot
