Текст песни Jam, Michael Jackson
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all the world must get together face the problems that we see then maybe somehow we can work it out I asked my neighbor for a favor she said later what has come of all the people have we lost love of what it s about I have to find my peace cuz no one seems to let me be false prophets cry of doom what are the possibilities I told my brother there ll be problems, times and tears for fears, but we must live each day like it s the last *chorus* Go with it go with it jam it ain t too much stuff it ain t too much it ain t too much for me jam it ain t too much for me to jam i ain t to much stuff it ain t don t you it ain t too much for me The world keeps changing rearranging minds and thoughts predictions fly of doom the baby boom has come of age we ll work it out I told my brother don t you ask me for no favors I m conditioned by the system don t you preach to me don t scream and shout She pray to God, to Buddha then she sings a Talmud song confusions contradict the self do we know right from wrong I just want you to recognize me I m the temple You can t hurt me I found peace Within myself *chorus* Jam Jam here comes the man hot damn the big boy stands movin up a hand makin funky tracks with my man Michael Jackson Smooth Criminal that s the man Mike s so relaxed mingle mingle mingle in the jungle bum rushed the door 3 s and 4 s in a bundle execute the plan first I cooled like a fan got with Janet then with guy now with Michael cause it ain t hard to... *chorus out* |