Read the news in the Times today...said the world is goin' round (world is goin' round) I don't care what somebody said, somebody always puts 'em down (always puts 'em down) Red or yellow, black or white? Are you left-handed or are you right? When you open your eyes can you see the light? Do you wake up screamin' in the middle of the ni-i-i-ight?
Too much talk, and not enough action Do you know anybody gettin' satisfaction? Everbody wonders 'bout the crowd's reaction. And the world gets better by a very small fraction.
Turn around til you see a face and it won't be very long (Won't be very long) Someone soon will be in your place and it won't be very wrong (won't be very wrong) Red or yellow, black or white.....
Now's our chance to change the world, Change the world with love, with love...
I was down in L.A. town, when our manager said "Jump" I through my close and my saxophone in a two by four bit trunk I pushed it to the airport and run to the ticket line Man said "Son, you could have saves the run, those airplanes just quit flyin'"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home, umm, huum
I ran to the terminal building, to fly by my airline The man said I could ride the wing and I said that was fine He said "I'll confirm your reservation, and put the plane on hold" He came back and said "Sorry but that wing space just been sold"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home, umm, huum, baby
I walked into the washroom and I built myself a fire Throw on lots of paper and the flames kept gettin' higher The janitor come runnin' in, so scare his face was white So, I explained my situation, he said "That's all right"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home
Next day I thought that I would leave, so I packed my thing again Waited 14 hours for a taxi to come in Spotted one that wasn't full and I threw myself in fast The driver said "I'm sorry but this taxi's out of gas"
If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home