Showdown

Well there's crying in the kitchen

and there's fighting on the street

And there's cocaine in the schoolyard

yet my heart don't miss a beat

I can't let go, no he can't let go

And the preacher's on the telly

and he's handing me the phone

Got an ulcer in his belly and a torment in his soul

He can't let go, no he can't let go

Everybody wants a contribution

Telling me they've got the best solution

No one wants the carousel to slowdown

Seems to me we're heading for a showdown

And there's poison in the water

And there's holes up in the sky

And the children keep on asking

"Is the planet going to die?"

We must let go, we must let go

Got to get fired - it's going to get hot

We've got to take it higher,

give it everything we got

oh - oh, you never know, oh way to go

Everybody's talking revolution

Politicians offer no solution

No one seems to want to face the lowdown

Seems to me we're heading for a showdown