The Answer

Dream on

Dream on

Stop saying the game is sold and not be told

Try to help the child that's only four years old

Why, why would you sit back and relax

And watch them kids fall off the tracks?

How, how can we sit on the sideline

And watch it go down

You, you need to make someone feel really proud

Rhythm is the key, can't you see?

Just don't do it for publicity

I, i was the boy in the little picture

Always asking questions

But never getting really good answers

So i screamed out loud and said

Please give 'em the answers

Give 'em the answers, they need the answers

Some people ask me how is life for me

Growing up in a dark pretty city

It was scary but life was good

See in my neighborhood

In my neighborhood, in my neighborhood

In my neighborhood

It's all coming back to me now

See, when i was growing up

There was a lot of people raising me

I didn't know at the time

But i listened to everything i heard

Every man, every woman

Every teacher, every preacher

Yes, i listened too

And you gotta do the same things

Oh yes, you do

March to the drums, look all around you

Help somebody find their way

We gotta show 'em the way

Do it today, show 'em the way

Show 'em the way

Don't let 'em find out the hard way

Show them the way

Show them the way