I don't like talkin' about old times
Whem all it does is make me sad
It would be different if they done wrong
Or if they treated people bad
But they just gave to those who needed
Some fantasy against the real
Now all my friends are getting locked up ...
Hoooww doo!
How do you thing that makes me feel.
Why do they have to put my friends in jail
Why don't they let us walk in peace
Why don't they lock up allllll the phony laws instead
And sink it all into the sea.
I sea a change in order brother
I sea it changing all so fast
We have to keep ourselves together
Or ev'ry day could be your last.
The names of brothers gone and left me
As images form in my mind
I see my family's getting' broken
It seems that only love is blind.
I don't like talkin' about old times
Whem all it does is make me sad
It would be different if they done wrong
Or if they treated people bad
But they just gave to those who needed
And a way is done together far need
Now all my friends are getting locked up
How do you thing that makes me feel.