Barrados

I’m feeling kinda tired (but I won’t give up)
Many times we’re shut out of the party (but I keep pushing)
I believe in everything I do
And I keep at everything I do
I believe in the one who comes from the stars

Just yesterday in the building where I live
An old lady, when she saw me
Clutched her purse, she hid her bag
Clutched her purse, the white lady held onto her bag tight

(These are scenes from my city)
A sickness of society
(Scenes from my city)
A disease that might be incurable

And you over there, how are you doing?
You over there, what do you think?
And you over there, how are you doing?
You over there, what do you think about this?

We’re blocked from the party
All of us blocked from the party
They say: It’s only for the pretty people

We’re blocked from the party
All of us blocked from the party
They say: It’s only for the pretty people

(These are scenes from my city)
A sickness of society
(Scenes from my city)
A disease that might be incurable

And you over there, how are you doing?
You over there, what do you think?
And you over there, how are you doing?
You over there, what do you think about this?

We’re blocked from the party
All of us blocked from the party
They say: It’s only for the pretty people

We’re blocked from the party
All of us blocked from the party
I believe in everything I do
And I keep at everything I do
I believe in the one who comes from the stars