Lyrics
Oh the times really are a-changin'
Seems like there's nothing left to do
except set back the clock
When's it gonna stop?
In a world full of victims
Why the fuck do we need someone else to blame?
Well it ain't yeah, it ain't my game
See I'm tired of this illusion
That a man is so much better than anybody else
The real question is:
Are you bettering yourself?
You can't talk to me anymore
I'll try listening to myself
Well we're all a bunch of believers
We're hoping for the ideals to find there way through
Take a good look in the mirror boy
What is happening to you?
Maybe we didn't start the fire
But that don't give us any reason
to turn our backs on the flame
We all got a pail of water
We just ain't using our brains
You can't talk to me anymore
I'll try listening to myself
Oh the times really are a-changin'
Seems like there's nothing left to do
except set back the clock
When's it gonna stop?