Dear Mr. Man Song Written by Prince
What's wrong with the world today?
Things just got to get better
Sho' aint what the leaders say
Maybe we should write a letter
Dear Mr Man
We don't understand
Why poor people keep strugglin'
But you don't lend a helping hand
Matthew 5:5 say,
The meek shall inherit the earth
We wanna be down that way
But you been trippin' since the day of you're birth
Who said that to kill is a sin
Then started every single war
That you're people been in?
Who said that ''water is a precious commodity''
Then dropped a big ol' blk oil slick
In the deep blue sea?
Who told me Mr. Man
That I got a right to moan?
How 'bout this big ol' hole in the ozone?
What's wrong with the world today
Things just got to get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don't understand
Maybe we should write a letter
Listen, aint no sense in ''Voting''
Same song with a different name
Might not be in the back of the bus
But it sho' feel just the same
Aint nothin' fair about welfare
Aint no assistance in AIDS
Aint nothin' affirmative about you're actions
Till the people get paid
You're thousand years are up
Now U got 2 share the land
Section one, fourteenth Amendment says:
No state shall deprive any person
of life, liberty, or property
Without due process of law
Mr. Man
We want 2 end this letter with 3 words
''We Tired of Yall''
Things just got to get better
Sho' aint what the leaders say
Maybe we should write a letter
Dear Mr Man
We don't understand
Why poor people keep strugglin'
But you don't lend a helping hand
Matthew 5:5 say,
The meek shall inherit the earth
We wanna be down that way
But you been trippin' since the day of you're birth
Who said that to kill is a sin
Then started every single war
That you're people been in?
Who said that ''water is a precious commodity''
Then dropped a big ol' blk oil slick
In the deep blue sea?
Who told me Mr. Man
That I got a right to moan?
How 'bout this big ol' hole in the ozone?
What's wrong with the world today
Things just got to get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don't understand
Maybe we should write a letter
Listen, aint no sense in ''Voting''
Same song with a different name
Might not be in the back of the bus
But it sho' feel just the same
Aint nothin' fair about welfare
Aint no assistance in AIDS
Aint nothin' affirmative about you're actions
Till the people get paid
You're thousand years are up
Now U got 2 share the land
Section one, fourteenth Amendment says:
No state shall deprive any person
of life, liberty, or property
Without due process of law
Mr. Man
We want 2 end this letter with 3 words
''We Tired of Yall''
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