Babada baba Our kind of people had a bed for the night And it was okay And daddy told us never listen to the ones Pointing nasty fingers and making fun 'Cause we were good kids Mama said that it was quite alright My mama said that is was okay When mama

All you gotta do, now I had a dream Crazy dream, uh-huh Anything I wanted to know Any place I needed to go Hear my song Yeah, people don't you listen now?

We're broken people now We're burning out So cold I'm bleeding now now now Gonna let you down Yes I've been through it They know I do it for the people I'm fighting so we be equal For my son and my sequel And anybody who listenin'

All my people right here, right now D'you know what I mean? Yeah, yeah They know what I mean yeah, yeah I met my maker I made him cry And on my shoulder he asked me why His people won't fly through the storm I said, "Listen up man, they don't even know

There once was a note, listen I listened and I heard music in a word, And words when you played your guitar, The noise that I was hearing was a million people cheering, And a child flew past me riding in a star There once was a note, pure and easy,

People, listen! Run, run, run, they don't like what we're thinking At least we are not staggering from drinking Don't try to figure out What's happenin' inside their head Ain't too much goin' on

And I ain't got time for nothin' else Anything but my baby I just don't have the time Listen to me people I ain't got time to think about Money Or what it can buy And I ain't got time to sit down and wonder What make the birdies fly And I don't have time

I came from nothing I came from nothing, I came from nothing What is it? What's free about it? I thought about it, I said, listen Should I talk about freebase and what if, or somethin' people say Well no, everybody goes and then people will start goin'

But no one listens This abuse to feel superior Isn't working for Abuse to feel superior Isn't working for you We are ordinary people

Lay me back down Listen to the word I remember things not many things In the holes and the warmth that we've warmed up I remember every word and every sound Bop-ba-ba-da Ba-ba-da-da In the bed with the cold-hearted people