Wednesday Morning

Bad taste, bad taste in my mouth

Glad wave, I'm glad wavin'

At a patriots house

Lookin' for change in the couch

Mad world, mad world

That's what the tv said

Imagine tryna keep your head

While your daughter sleeps in bed

And when she wakes up

Will the world be the same?

Will my girl be afraid in the home

Of the brave?

See I hope, I hope

That it's gon' be alright

But what a hell'uva a night

Humanity is a privilege, we can't give in

When they build walls, we'll build bridges

This is resistance, we're resilient

When they spread hate, we shine brilliant

March by the millions

'til they hear the children

We found ourselves at a distance

Open up the jails and the overcrowded cells

When we oppress anyone, we oppress ourselves

Greatest gift I ever learned

Is helpin' someone else

You build, believe

And build 'cause you forget about yourself

Service, purpose, work if you work it

Love everyone regardless

Of the god they worship

This isn't the apocalypse

We can't address the hate

Until we acknowledge it

If Jesus was alive, would he let mohamed in?

This isn't nature, my daughter hugs strangers

We teach fear and preach hatred

Put up a fence, scared to meet our neighbors

Think that if we let them in

They'll take advantage of us later

There's so much anger

And this world is ours, raise her

My daughter, hope it's a dream

When I wake up tomorrow

Bad taste, bad taste in my mouth

Glad wave, I'm glad wavin' at a patriots house

Lookin' for change in the couch

Mad world, mad world, that's what the tv said

Imagine tryna keep your head

While your daughter sleeps in bed

And when she wakes up

Will the world be the same?

Will my girl be afraid

In the home of the brave?

See I hope, I hope

That it's gon' be alright

But what a hell'uva a night

And we fight for the people

That haven't had a voice

Fight for the first amendment

Fight for freedom of choice

Fight for women's rights

If she does or doesn't care

We ride for all the queer folk

And fight for all to get married

I'm not moving to canada

Not fleeing the nation

No time for apathy

No more tears and no complainin'

Gotta fight harder for the next four

And what we're faced with

Got my daughter in my arms

And he is not gonna raise her

Bad taste, bad taste in my mouth

Glad wave, I'm glad wavin' at a patriots house

Lookin' for change in the couch

Mad world, mad world, that's what the tv said

Imagine tryna keep your head

While your daughter sleeps in bed

And when she wakes up

Will the world be the same?

Will my girl be afraid

In the home of the brave?

See I hope, I hope

That it's gon' be alright

But what a hell'uva a night