Half the world cries Half the world laughs Half the world tries To be the other half

Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway

When I'm riding my motorcycle, I'm glad to be alive. When I stop riding my motorcycle, I'm glad to be alive.

You just become adaptable and try to lead a good life in ways that make sense, regardless. Because I know at the end of it, if I'm going to meet Jesus or Allah or Buddha, I'm going to be all right.

Lessons taught but never learned, all around us anger burns. Guide the future by the past. Long ago the mould was cast.

If the future's looking dark, We're the ones who have to shine. If there's no one in control, We're the ones who draw the line. Though we live in trying times, We're the ones who have to try. And we know that time has wings, So we're the ones who have to fly.

Quick to judge, quick to anger, slow to understand... prejudice, fear and ignorance walk hand-in-hand.