Broken records go round and round
Day in day out, play the same old sound
Today I went here, today I went there
But for little else do they ever care
I got a new bag, I got some new shoes
But I have no idea what went on in the news
I was too busy thinking about the new iPhone six
And raving about this month's top 10 latest hits
I like that new Gucci bag, I hope I get it for my birthday!
Because my gratitude for what you give to me depends on what you pay
I don't want to listen to what I hear in the classroom
But I'd love to know what went on in the bathroom
She give him head ! That's what I heard (insert name here) say!
No way that's true ! Because (insert name here) says he's gay
Well now the day's over, it's time to go
I'll send you a text with anything else you need to know
I'll log in to Facebook and I'll share with the world
All the stories I've heard, all the gossip unfurled
That's the brief melody of a broken record
Before I've even started listening I'm already bored
When they look to me and ask me what I think, I don't know what to say
Though I turned my tune down so I could listen, I couldn't care either way
There's people who are starving, fighting and crying
Lucky to see another day
While through b********, and snitching
Wanting and prying
Your wasting yours away
A broken record going round and round
Day in day out churning out
The same old sound
Say nothing profound
This was once too the sound I played
The only one I knew I could
And the only one I ever thought I would
But after some enlightenment
Many articles in the news
I learned of those less fortunate
Walked many miles in their shoes
Many things I thought I knew
Turned out not to be true
The joy to have possessions
At the cost of another's welfare
Whose life in the face of natural disaster I did nothing to spare
When a pound or two is all it would take
If we cared enough to share
How could I stand by, and simply glare and stare
While the reason I enjoy life
Is because of someone else's despair
I changed my tune immediately
Because I felt a duty to care
But in a see of broken records Im starting feel drowned
Because I know that what Im playing is a verydifferent sound
It's not because I'm special, I will not claim I'm a profit
In some ways I'm broken too,
But I'm doing something about it
Cuz in these conscious times, a change is now urgent
I stand not as a king
But as a humble servant
Sharing my vision
Because I'm absolutely fervent
You need to change your tune
And become more observant
So must we all, because no one is perfect
But if we all play this record
We can start to connect
Lift up your needle and set it down upon history
Science and politics no longer a mystery
For our worldly knowledge
Define no periphery
For the fate of those who suffer
Depends on those in power
And if it's us who decide on that
Then all the guilt is ours
For allowing men in suits to build rich cities made of of towers
And alone in the city before these towers, trembling I cower
Because I play my tune alone
And alone I have no power
I know I'm not the only one
Playing songs of change
To every single person
Who's within my hearing range
And now you're reading this, I beg you too to join and do the same
All you have to do is research what's really going on
Find out about it as much as you can and then you pass it on
You have the power, there's no excuse not to change the song
Make a mark on the world
And tell them it's wrong
And if they don't already know it
Help your brothers and sisters along
Fix the broken records, we haven't got long
Or else you run the dangerous risk
One minute you're here, the next you're gone