I left a mansion in the ghetto Caught a bus outside the station I had to leave my home Turned around and it was gone Things are not the same Inside my imagination It's a big big world Had to run away And find out what was going on
Get back Take a look at what you're doing Get back Take a look at what you've done Get back Got to take a look behind the door Get back Got to take a step back to go ahead
Things look better on the west side When you come from the wrong side of down Say, I don't know why you still cry cry cry Can't get no satisfaction Every Cinderella must find her prince In the American fashion passion
Get back Take a look at what you're doing Get back Take a look at what you've done Get back Got to take a look behind the door Get back Got to take a step back to go ahead
When I was a child I remember Staring at a sea of factories Across the bloody Detroit the orange and bleeding skies I did not want to believe my burning eyes I wondered should I say a prayer Or hang my head in sheer despair And think maybe this will just all disappear Hard lessons to be learning This world's no longer a virgin A certified commodity Baby don't get anything for free I'm still banking on sanity A little peace and sanctity
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Powers of the nation Racing with the face of time You never really know what's going on In the back of those minds So many people are dying of hunger It's a spectacle indeed Sometimes suicide is the only way For a prisoner to be freed Sometimes I think about this way of life And "oo baby you know what I like" And I'm wondering if it's moving ahead Or fooling us all and going back instead
Get back Take a look at what you're doing Get back Take a look behind those brazen doors Get back Got to take a look behind the door Get back
Look ahead look away Look at what you're doing Looking back look again Look at what you've done