Well, I could sing you a song about a land where nothing works And the youths are asleep or watching porn on TV I could take you around on the rough bumpy road Paved with the blood of innocents Where light never shines on truth Some wait for deliverer, some cry for deliverance Some just rape the motherland openly without remorse And the day goes into night, weeks into years Hope is shattered, and the union is fragile and worn For the little ones looking up And the ones unborn who'll be here very soon Can we wake up from our slumber, purge our minds of bigotry Turn our backs on corruption and fix the house? We can knock it down, rebuild it We can grind it to dust, or we can go our separate ways and fight new wars The sunrise of pain must not set in sorrow Say what you must, do what you should, be the change you wish to see Tomorrow is another day to rise and lift your voice To reform, to rebirth, to truth and justice Are you ready? (Are you ready?) Well, are you ready? (Are you ready?) Are you ready? (Are you ready?) Well, are you ready? (Are you ready?) Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?