Here I am again
Gonna cure the common cold
End world hunger
Got my movie sold

Gonna teach the world to sing
Give them all a hand
Solve their problems and
Gonna take a stand

Look around come back down
Try to rearrange it once again
You hold your own nose to the stone
You've got it and you don't know what it is

Would you gain
TIme after time it's the same old wrong
You change and you change it's the same old song

I'm bothered by the fact
You cannot take it back
It goes on record and
Multiplies at that
I've gotta break it down
To it's smallest part
Put it back together
And call it art