Riots in Burma
New York is tame
Good conversation is hard to obtain
I've heard of heaven
I've heard of soul
I've heard of Jesus but I just don't know
So many people, they come and they go
So few are willing, to take their time slow
I always wonder when I'm in LA
People of badlands, what would they say
Conflict of interests
Clashing of faith
What would John Lennon fight for today?
Where's the amber?
Where's the glow?
Where's Black Panther?
I just don't know
So many people, they come and they go
So few are willing, to take their time slow
To the right you're a sinner
To left you're a pawn
You can ride down the middle
But you can't ride too long
And I always wondered when I am afraid
People of Badlands, what will they say?
What will they say?
No one is safe