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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 detto later
What has come of
All the people
Have we Lost love
Of what it's 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,
Times and tears for fears,
But we must live each day
Like it's the last

Go with it
Go with it
Jam
It ain't too much stuff
It ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to
Jam
It ain't too much stuff
It ain't
Don't you
It ain't too much for me to

The world...

What about sunrise
What about rain
What about all the things
That te detto we were to gain...

What about killing fields
Is there a time
What about all the things
That te detto was yours and mine...

Did te ever stop to notice
All the blood we've shed before
Did te ever stop to notice
The crying Earth the weeping shores?

Aaaaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaaaah

What have we done to the world
Look what we've done
What about all the peace
That te pledge your only son...

What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That te detto was yours and mine...

Did te ever stop to notice
All the...

Oh no . . .
Oh no . . .
Oh no . . .

You'll never make me stay
So take your weight off of me
I know your every move
So won't te just let me be
I've been here times before
But I was too blind to see
That te seduce every man
This time te won't seduce me

She's saying that's ok
Hey baby do what te please
I have the stuff that te want
I am the thing that te need
She looked me deep in the eyes
She's touchin' me so to start
She says there's no turnin' back
She trapped me in her heart

Dirty Diana, nah
Dirty Diana, nah
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana
Let me be!

Oh no . . .
Oh no . . .
Oh no . . .

She likes the boys in the band...

Somebody killed little Susie
The girl with the tune
Who sings in the daytime at noon
She was there screaming
Beating her voice in her doom
But nobody came to her soon...

A fall down the stairs Her dress torn
Oh the blood in her hair...
A mystery so sullen in air
She lie there so tenderly
Fashioned so slenderly
Lift her with care, Oh the blood in her hair...

Everyone came to see
The girl that now is dead
So blind stare the eyes in her head...
And suddenly a voice from the crowd detto
This girl lived in vain Her face orso such agony, such strain...
But only the man from successivo door
Knew Little Susie...

I took my baby
On a Saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we're one and the same

Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight

But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black o white

They print my message
In the Saturday Sun
I had to tell them
I ain't secondo to none

And I told about equality
And it's true
Either you're wrong
Or you're right

But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black o white

I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the
Going gets rough
I ain't scared of
Your brother
I ain't scared of no sheets...