It was really just like we had no choice; I was emotionally naked 'til I found my voice,
And the forgotten source of this mainstream funk poured over me, and turned out to be junk,
But all of the blood that I've found on my hands is a symbol of the past, like a crushed tin-can,
Like fuel for the fire, it burns higher and higher,
Tear the roof off the sucker for a thousand fans.
And I said, "Don't you even think about holding me down,
Even think about holding me down, no."
Please believe me for real when I tell you everything will be OK,
You're gonna find out, you're gonna find out now,
When all God's children come together, come together, come together.
Well, everybody said that opposites attract,
And I never could believe, 'cause it never was on track,
And all the broken pieces gather in the same place,
And all I really wanted was a smile on our face,
Like Cheers, I want to go where everybody knows my name,
Settle in a little town, where everyone's the same,
But I'm a preacher and a poet, and I want to let them know,
Got a love, gotta show it,
And the word, I gotta sow it.
And don't you even think about holding me down,
Even think about holding me down, no.
Please believe me for real when I tell you everything will be OK,
You're gonna find out, you're gonna find out now,
When all God's children come together, come together, come together.
Please believe me for real when I tell you everything will be OK,
You're gonna find out, you're gonna find out now,
When all God's children come together, come together, come together,
Please believe me for real when I tell you everything will be OK,
You're gonna find out, you're gonna find out now,
When all God's children come together, come together, come together, yeah.
