Текст песни Jam, Michael Jackson

Nation to nation
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*