It seems these days to me,
Yes, it seems these days to me
That all the ones who wanted once
To change the world - that
    Now they sit back it seems,
    Now they're satisfied it seems,
    Now they're in it themselves!
        And I wonder what makes a man die,
        And I wish Jesus came and woke `em up.

It seems these days to me,
Yes, it seems these days to me
That all the ones who want
To change the world - that
    They're so awful blind, I think,
    Walking one-way roads, I think,
    Thinking that they're the only right,
    wanting to change with hate, -:
        And I wonder what makes a man die,
        And I wish Jesus came and woke `em up.

It seems these days to me,
Yes, it seems these days to me
That I'm so very all alone
Wanting to change the world in me,
    Now I'll try to know what comes -
    And thinking is neither knowing nor loving,
    And I do have to do that soon!
        And I wonder what makes a man die,
        And I wish Jesus came and woke `em up.