Rock with me    and you’ll hear the sound   a little bit of riddim makes the world go round   whooa   and you’ll hear the sound   a little bit of riddim makes the world go round   Do you remember the time before?   When every day wasn’t news of a holy war    When the people wasn’t ‘fraid to tell you what they want   Everybody in the city always had a home   When a bomb wasn’t going off every day   When the rain didn’t have to mean a hurricane   When the government wasn't listen'n to your calls   When a boarder didn’t have to mean a concrete wall   Rock with me    and you’ll hear the sound   a little bit of riddim makes the world go round   whooa   and you’ll hear the sound   a little bit of riddim makes the world go round   whooa   I’m a human being, ya'll    I’m a human being, ya'll    I’m a human being, ya'll    I’m a human being, ya'll