文本歌词

Do you believe it what the papers say
Theyre driving me insane
They push me over my limit
Do you believe it they
Catch me every time
It ought to be a crime wo
The things they say
There ought to be a reason
For turning black to white
Sometimes get the feeling
That its done to spite
They dont need a reason
To turn your world around
Im waiting for the bell to ring
I want the children to sing
And Im waiting for the bad man to fall
Im just about done with it all
Do you believe it when politicians talk
And make make the people
Walk into the fire
Do you concede is there no reprieve
From their power game
I know theres someone to blame
We ought to be forgiven
For taking in their words
They dont even write them
Now is that absurd
They dont need a reason
To tear your world apart
And Im just about done with it all
With it all
And Im waiting you know Im waiting
For the angels to sing for
The freedom it brings
For the bad man to fall
When the children call
I want the angels to sing
And Im just about done with it all
And Im waiting for the bell to ring
I want the children to sing
And Im waiting for the bad man to fall
Im done with it all