If
life was a thing, money goodbye
Rich would live and the poor would die
A hungry child who cannot stop crying
With tears to her mama's eyes
Chihuahua wailing and weeping Masa got him not sleeping
When we stop believing Is the day we stop achieving
Who is gonna stand up for the poor?
Every day we strive,
wanting more Julia struggle and we live it in her eyes
Every day we have a limited choice Poor people in the ghetto,
they don't have
no voice Someday, someday
We're gonna have our way People gonna have their way,
yeah
Somehow,
someway We're gonna have our day
The table's gonna turn one day, yes
Children,
they are our future So hard to see them suffer
Some have dreams of being a doctor Even the next Prime Minister
Who are we to stop them from growing In our minds,
in body and soul
Teach them the way to go What you reap you have sold
Ghettos are the same all over the world, yes
Affecting the lives of the boys and girls,
yeah Julia struggle, we will never stop striving
Every day is a fight to survive Poor
people in the ghetto have the right
To live their life Someday,
someday We're gonna have our day
People gonna have their way,
yes Somehow,
someway We're gonna have our way
The table's gonna turn one day, yes
The
wind of change is nigh It's written and the ink is dry
No matter how hard they try They can never stop the tide
Like a sounding bell Every tongue shall tell
We will rebel,
a change will come one day Someday,
someday
We're gonna have our way People gonna have their way,
yes
Somehow,
someway We're gonna have our way
The table's gonna turn one day, yes Someday,
someday
My Saganim not sleeping, no Somehow, somehow