(J.P. Maunick / Ski Oakenful)

Politicians knocking at my door
Heads of nations rotten to the core
Tell me how are you gonna change the world
When you haven't got the love

I still remember your promise from the past
And here you are with another that wont last
You tell me how you're gonna change the world
When you haven't got the love

Don't shake me by the hand
Pretend to understand
To get into my mind
You got to get into my groove
Step into my shoes
Come and feel my blues
To comprehend my life
You got to get into my groove

You say you're standing for the hungry and the weak
But your words are as hollow as the glory that you seek
Tell me how you're gonna change the world
When you haven't got the love

You want the world to see your point of view
But your eyes are closed to the pain we must undo
Tell me how you're gonna change the world
When you haven't got the love

Before you tell the world about the things that they should do
Stop and take a look what's going on inside of you
Divisions are the consequences of the games you play