On a television screen, visions of hatred
Unlessed and decieved
A man lashes out this fistful of anger so caught up in his own beliefs
The revolution will be televied
This time around it will be bought and soaked
Don't switch, don't shed it out
The truth can hurt, but now it must be told

I hear voices lying, victims dying, mothers crying, in the street
They won't stop lying, we won't stop trying
We have to live a life of peace in this world
Will you take the hand of ya fellow man, in this world
Only you believe what your eyes can see, in this world
Will you take the hand of ya fellow man, in this world
Only you believe what your eyes can see, in this world

This world

A shot brings out on a busy street lots of chaos destruction and dispair
A crowd gathers there full of hate and fear, for a world that doesn't care
There's refugees, the same as me, but just ahead in a fugue of time
The differences a world finding never let to show us like mine

I hear voices lying, victims dying, mothers crying in the street
They won't stop lying, we won't stop trying
We have to live a life of peace in this world
Will you take the hand of ya fellow man, in this world
Only you believe what your eyes can see, in this world
Understand that is why we believe it's right, in this world
Will you take the hand of ya fellow man, in this world

There's a story talked about the risking for to find a better way
We can sell money force, together strong, we'll reach up by the day

Now if you can see how it's meant to be, there's a price to pay for a better day
They won't stop lying, we won't stop trying
We have to live a life of peace in this world
Understand that is why we believe it's right, in this world
Will you take the hand of ya fellow man, in this world

This world (x11)

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Writer(s): DAVE CLARKE, ORDE MEIKLE, STUART DRUMMOND MCMILLAN, TYRONE PALMER