Fates on a mission and I’m riding shotgun, man   I’m looking for a revolution in these stale plastic decades, man   All he bombs and drugs don’t seem to penetrate, man   All our minds being neutralised by these fucking Playstations, man      My father’s generation they had fire in their bellies, man   We sit there like living room furniture in front of our tellies man   I don’t know about you but me and me, I’m a suffering man   While these dreams of reaching dreams seem all too distant, man      Sometimes I wish I didn’t know about Marcus Mandela and Marley man,   Cause now I’m looking for a leader, well hey, I’m still looking man   While I keep breathing and I’m still seeking, but I don’t have a plan man,   With these lost shadows and these broken souls of our generations man,      There’s fire on the roads and there’s no one at home man   We still knocking on the door and wonder why there’s no answer man   Well I’m down if your down so let’s bring down this bigger man   And like these youths today you see me, I’m just trying to be a man,   And like these youths on road you see me, I’m just trying to be a man   Hey man   (Hey, hey)   Hey man