Kids and guns starting out so young We normalize and empathize and hold our hands over our eyes The breaking news, when I wake into Turn it on, turn it off, pray to God one day it stops What are we supposed to do When everyone's afraid of changing? How much do we have to lose? Isn't all that we are worth saving?
So raise your hands and raise them high, ooh yeah Hold them up and hold your fight, oh yeah
Hey Papa, what's the news? Doesn't anybody wanna hear the truth? Hey Papa, it's not fair Seems like people going down everywhere
Hey Papa, oh hey
And we try to survive, oh, we'll live or we'll die And we wanna be free, but we wanna be right When I don't understand, I get angry sometimes And we all want a piece of American dream Red, white, and blue, freedom and peace I don't know what it means 'cause it's far from our reach
If not for you, then all for love, ooh yeah For everyone, forever loved, oh yeah
Hey Papa, I give up I don't know if I'm strong enough Hey Papa, are you still there? I guess I'm getting just a little scared
Oh whoa oh Oh, oh, oh Mamas mourn the loss in this world And children pay the cost to live in this world
Hey Papa, what's the news? (What's the news?) Doesn't anybody wanna hear the truth? Hey Papa, it's not fair (It's not fair, it's not fair) Seems like people going down everywhere Hey Papa, I give up I don't know if I'm strong enough (Oh) Hey Papa, are you still there? (Oh) I guess I'm getting just a little scared (Oh yeah)
Compositores: Linda Perry (BMI), Natasha Anne Bedingfield (PRS)Editor: EMI Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)Administração: Sony/atv Music Publishing LlcECAD verificado obra #23412082 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM