Where do we go?
And all the people they sure
Don't want you to know
They don't want you to know
Living in chains, thoughts rearranged
You got a worried mind all the time
Now tell me I'm right
And I got a thing I really can't say

You got a worried mind
I got a worried heart
You don't know what to do
I don't know where to start
You let this beat us down
We will get up off the ground
One day, I know
We've got to go, oh

Where is your mind?
The street is beating you bad
Taking its time
It's taking its time
Nowhere to run
I told you to get, but you were having your fun
Now you're under the gun
And I got a thing I really can't say

You got a worried mind
I got a worried heart
You don't know what to do
I don't know where to start
You let this beat us down
We will get up off the ground
One day, I know
We've got to go, oh

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