I dont know much but I know what I feel
Theres too many people fighting, tied to the wheel
I dont know much but I know what I see
Theres too many people crying washed out to sea
And theres much more we can say
And theres much more we can do
And theres much more we can learn
Generations of love
I dont know you but you know what I am
Hey I dont need redemption or no government plan
No big aids sensation no 28 clause
The end of aparteid no message of war
The jew and the gentile, the black and the gay
The lost and the futile, theyve all got something to say
The african nation, the sword of islam
The rebels in china, the sikhs and the tams
The house of our father, the volumes of guilt
The luck of the irish,the blood that weve spilt
The angels and martyrs, the lovers and saints
The sisters of mercy, the brothers of pain
