Right Now
Maybe it's the movies, maybe it's the books
Maybe it's the government and all the other crooks
Maybe it's the drugs, maybe it's the parents
Maybe it's the gangs, or the colors that we're wearin'
Maybe it's the high schools, maybe it's the teachers
Tattoos, pipe bombs underneath the bleachers
Maybe it's the music, maybe it's the crack
Maybe it's the bible, or could it be the lack
Come on people, now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another, right now...right now
Okay, maybe it's the papers, maybe it's the family
Maybe it's the internet, radio, TV
Maybe it's the president, maybe it's the last one
Maybe it's the one before that
Maybe it's the athletes, maybe it's the dads
Maybe it's the sports fans, agents, fads
Maybe it's the homeless, aliens, immigrants
Maybe it's life, don't tell me that it's imminent
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
You gotta love one another
Maybe it's the fallout, maybe it's the ozone
Maybe it's the chemicals, the radiation, cell phones
Maybe it's the magazines, maybe it the next page
Lotteries, fast food, bad news, road rage
Maybe it the unions, big business
Maybe it's the KKK and the skinheads
Maybe it's the daughters, maybe it's the sons
Maybe it's the brothers of the mothers or the guns
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
(You know, if we don't talk about it
It ain't gonna get better)
We gotta love one another
(So, whadda say, let's talk)
Maybe it's the parks, maybe it's the sex
Maybe it's the talk shows, maybe it's a reflex
Maybe it's the taxes, maybe it's the system
Judges, lawyers, prisons
Maybe it's the Catholics, maybe it's the Protestants
Maybe it's the addicts, and the hippies and communists
Maybe it's a fashion, maybe it's a trend
Maybe it's the future... maybe it's the end
Agora Mesmo
Talvez sejam os filmes, talvez sejam os livros
Talvez seja o governo e todos os outros ladrões
Talvez sejam as drogas, talvez sejam os pais
Talvez sejam as gangues, ou as cores que a gente usa
Talvez sejam os colégios, talvez sejam os professores
Tatuagens, bombas caseiras debaixo das arquibancadas
Talvez seja a música, talvez seja a crack
Talvez seja a bíblia, ou pode ser a falta
Vamos lá, pessoal, agora
Sorria pro seu irmão
Todo mundo se juntar
Tente amar um ao outro, agora mesmo... agora mesmo
Ok, talvez sejam os jornais, talvez seja a família
Talvez seja a internet, rádio, TV
Talvez seja o presidente, talvez seja o último
Talvez seja o anterior a esse
Talvez sejam os atletas, talvez sejam os pais
Talvez sejam os fãs de esporte, agentes, modas
Talvez sejam os sem-teto, estrangeiros, imigrantes
Talvez seja a vida, não me diga que é iminente
Vamos lá, pessoal, agora
Sorria pro seu irmão
Todo mundo se juntar
Tente amar um ao outro agora
Vamos lá, pessoal, agora
Sorria pro seu irmão
Todo mundo se juntar
Tente amar um ao outro agora
Você tem que amar um ao outro
Talvez seja a radiação, talvez seja a camada de ozônio
Talvez sejam os químicos, a radiação, celulares
Talvez sejam as revistas, talvez seja a próxima página
Loterias, fast food, más notícias, raiva no trânsito
Talvez sejam os sindicatos, grandes empresas
Talvez seja o KKK e os skinheads
Talvez sejam as filhas, talvez sejam os filhos
Talvez sejam os irmãos das mães ou as armas
Vamos lá, pessoal, agora
Sorria pro seu irmão
Todo mundo se juntar
Tente amar um ao outro agora
Vamos lá, pessoal, agora
Sorria pro seu irmão
Todo mundo se juntar
Tente amar um ao outro agora
(Você sabe, se a gente não falar sobre isso
Não vai melhorar)
A gente tem que amar um ao outro
(Então, o que você acha, vamos conversar)
Talvez sejam os parques, talvez seja sexo
Talvez sejam os talk shows, talvez seja um reflexo
Talvez sejam os impostos, talvez seja o sistema
Juízes, advogados, prisões
Talvez sejam os católicos, talvez sejam os protestantes
Talvez sejam os viciados, os hippies e comunistas
Talvez seja uma moda, talvez seja uma tendência
Talvez seja o futuro... talvez seja o fim
Composição: Cheryl Wheeler / Chester Powers