Jam

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 said 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 Chorus: 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 Jam It ain't too much stuff It ain't Don't you It ain't too much for me The world keeps changing Rearranging minds And thoughts Predictions fly of doom The baby boom Has come of age We'll work it out I told my brother Don't you ask me For no favors I'm conditioned By the system Don't you preach to me Don't scream and shout She pray to God, to Buddah Then she sings a Talmud song Confusions contradict The self Do we know right From wrong I just want you to Recognize me I'm the temple You can't hurt me I found peace Within myself Chorus Chorus Jam jam Here comes the man Hot damn This big boy stands Movin' up a hand Makin' funky tracks With my man Michael Jackson Smooth Criminal That's the man Mike's so relaxed Mingle mingle jingle In the jungle Bum rushed the door 3 and 4's in a bundle Execute the plan First I cooled like a fan Got with Janet Then with Guy Now with Michael Cause it ain't too hard to...