Rock the Nation (The Dawning) Michael Franti & Spearhead

We livin' in a mean time and an aggressive time
A painful time, a time where cynicism rots the vine
In a time where violence blocks the summer shine
Lifetimes, go by in a flash
In the search for love, in the search for cash
Everybody wanna be some fat tycoon
Everybode wanna be on a tropic honeymoon
Nobody wanna sing a little bit out of tune
Or be the backbone of a rebel platoon
It's too soon to step out of line
You might get laughed at you might get fined
But do you fear me when I say I feel pain everyday
When I see the way my friends gotta slave
And never get ahead of bills they gotta pay
No way no way!
Some make a living doing killing Colombian penicillin
Some are willing to play the villain they just chillin'
To pass the time, pass the information
Or pass the wine
Pass the buck or pass the baton
But you can't pass the police or the pentagon
The I.R.S. or the upper echelon
I think it's time to make a move on the contradiction

(chorus)
Bom-Bom, rock the nation
Take over television and radio station