Where, oh where are we

Oh please can you tell me what is this dimension that I see

So flat, so out of key

Oh please can you tell me what is reality

This gift, this gift of life

Turned instead to war and strife

The rich, the powers that be

Oh please tell me what are they doing to you and me

Miseducated, afraid to work

Minds scared, hands afraid of dirt

Eyes closed tight, so blind to see

Hearts trapped, minds closed, blinkered ignorantly

Cold, unfeeling with fear to feel

Or even face up to what it is that we have all made real

People on the streets waving arms in the air

Too many lives torn apart by the few who do not care

Oh, where, oh where are we,

Oh please tell me what is this dimension that I see

And when, when are we going to change

This blurred reality that we have made so dearanged

For where, oh where am I

So very sick and tired of all the lies

And where, oh where are you

Amidst the very little things that you do?