[Originally by The Christians]
Before you point the finger and hope the whole thing disappears
Remember empty words would fall fall upon the deafest ears
He won't give up without a fight foul play without a doubt
No silver lining to be seen in this thundercloud and that's not allowed
In the ideal world we'd be free to choose
But in my real world you can bet we're gonna loose
In the ideal world we can start again
In the ideal world put an end to suffering
Your money fills their pockets and fear fills their tiny minds
At last the world is talking now this ain't no way to treat mankind
A sudden blackout stops the show but doesn't stop the way I am
Because all of my life I've been afraid you're not the first to say I am
I do all I can for an ideal world where we're free to chose
In my real world you can bet we're gonna lose
In the ideal world we can start again
But my real world hangs the colour of your skin
We could be free together if they would only change
In life fools never change
With a speck of blue hope in the sky a song of hope a noble thought
But how long must people die before the guilty ones are caught
Then will you spare a thought
For an ideal world we'd be free to chose
The ideal world we're no longer born to lose
In the ideal world we can start again
In my real world put an end to suffering
In my real world it's free to chose
In my real world put an end to suffering
Put an end to suffering put an end to suffering