Joe Purdy - Maybe We'll All Get Along Someday lyrics
[Joe Purdy - Maybe We'll All Get Along Someday lyrics]
There’s a man who wants the White House
For his personal TV show
Wants his face on all the money
Wants his name on all the roads
Says he can make us great again
Says that he knows how
He’s gonna build a wall big and tall
And kick everybody out
It’s just another reason that
People can’t get along
Pickin’ sides of the USA
Treat me like a human
I’ll treat you like the same
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
Well they're changing up the districts
To keep the white kids white
To keep the black kids poor
And Spanish speakers out
They say that it’s all equal
Just like it used to be
Just stay on your own side of town
With help just out of reach
It’s just another reason that
People can’t get along
Hangin’ on to their same old ways
Treat me like a human
I’ll treat you like the same
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
I don’t know much about politics
Don’t know much about war
Don’t know much about killin’
Or what all this killin’s for
Don’t know much about weapons
But it seems like common sense
The more bullets in a rifle
The more bullets gettin’ spent
It’s just another reason that
People can’t get along
Fightin’ over the American way
Treat me like a human
I’ll treat you like the same
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
For his personal TV show
Wants his face on all the money
Wants his name on all the roads
Says he can make us great again
Says that he knows how
He’s gonna build a wall big and tall
And kick everybody out
It’s just another reason that
People can’t get along
Pickin’ sides of the USA
Treat me like a human
I’ll treat you like the same
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
Well they're changing up the districts
To keep the white kids white
To keep the black kids poor
And Spanish speakers out
They say that it’s all equal
Just like it used to be
Just stay on your own side of town
With help just out of reach
It’s just another reason that
People can’t get along
Hangin’ on to their same old ways
Treat me like a human
I’ll treat you like the same
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
I don’t know much about politics
Don’t know much about war
Don’t know much about killin’
Or what all this killin’s for
Don’t know much about weapons
But it seems like common sense
The more bullets in a rifle
The more bullets gettin’ spent
It’s just another reason that
People can’t get along
Fightin’ over the American way
Treat me like a human
I’ll treat you like the same
Maybe we’ll all get along someday
Maybe we’ll all get along someday