(One, two, three)
The day the world gets ’round
To understanding what it is
Using all its sound
To help each other, hand in hand
The day the world gets ’round
To understanding where it’s gone
Losing so much ground
Killing each other, hand in hand
Such foolishness in man
And I want no part of that plan, no
Now if you’re the destructive kind
Well, I’m working from day to day
As I don’t wanna be like you
I live for the pure of heart
And the ones who have made a start
The longer are just a few
Who bow before you
In silence they pray
Lord, how they pray for the day
The world gets ’round
Helping each other, hand in hand
The day the world gets ’round
To understanding where it’s gone
Losing so much ground
Killing each other, hand in hand
Such foolishness in man
And I want no part of that plan, no
If you’re the destructive kind
And I’m working from day to day
As I don’t wanna be like you
I live for the pure of heart
And the ones who have made a start
The longer are just a few
Who bow before you
In silence they pray
Lord, how they pray for the day
The world gets ’round
To understand what it has
Using all it’s found
To help each other, hand in hand
The day the world gets ’round
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