Have to toe the line, I've got to make the most Spent all the years going from pillar to post Now, I'm standing on the outside and I'm waitin' in the rain Tell me, why must I always explain? Bared my soul to the crowd, eh but oh, what the cost? Most of them laughed out loud like nothing's been lost There were hypocrites and parasites and people that drain Tell me, why must I always explain? Why, why must I always explain? Over and over, over again It's just a job you know and it's not sweet Lorraine Tell me, why must I always explain? Alright Well, I get up in the morning and I get my brief I go out and stare at the world in complete disbelief It's not righteous indignation that makes me complain It's the fact that I always have to explain I can't be everywhere at once, there's always somebody to see And I never turned out to be the person that you wanted me to be And I tell you who I am, time and time and time again Tell me, why must I always explain? Well, it's out on the highway and it's on with the show Always telling people things, they're too lazy to know It can make you crazy, yeah, it can drive you insane Tell me, why must I always explain?

I would lose all my blues if you promise that your love was true now And I don't know why I keep lovin' you the way I do now 'Cause you leave me alone to cry on my own I swear you got a heart that's made of stone, made of stone And I don't know why I keep lovin' you the way I do, but I do now I cry, you know why, I would die if you left me again The tears and the years would have all surely been in vain, baby now But you keep on leavin' me alone to cry on my own I swear you got a heart that's made of stone, made of stone And I don't know why I keep lovin' you the way I do You say you'll tell no lies, yeah Then why, why do I cry, yeah Oh, yeah I would lose all my blues if you promise that your love was true, baby now And I don't know why I keep lovin' you the way I do, baby 'Cause you keep on leavin' me alone to cry on my own I swear you got a heart that's made of stone, made of stone And I don't know why I keep lovin' you the way I do You say you'll tell no lies, yeah Then why, why do I cry, yeah Oh, tell me, why do I cry, now Tell me, tell me, tell me, why do I cry, yeah-yeah Why do I cry, little girl? Oh, tell me, why do I cry? Oh, tell me, why do I cry? Oh, tell me, why do I cry? Oh, tell me, why do I cry? Oh, tell me, why do I cry? Oh, tell me, why do I cry?

Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of faroe Under the artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining Would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining Would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say I loved you in my fashion? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry? Why should I cry?

We have blood and we have grace We have a will and we have muscle A soul and a face Why must we die We have eyes and intuition A DNA code and a name Some tend to logic, some superstition We have an aura and a frame Why must we die We are human, we are angel We have feet and wish for wings We are carbon, we are ether We are saints, we are kings Why must we die Why must we die We are men of constant sorrow We'll have trouble all our days We never found our Eldorado Where we were born We are meat, we are spirit We have blood and we have grace We have a will and we have muscle A soul and a face Why must we die Why must we die We are men of constant sorrow We'll have trouble all our days We never found our Eldorado Where we were born We are men of constant sorrow We'll have trouble all our days...

Don't care where you come from As long as you're a black man, you're an African No mind your nationality You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Clarendon (You are an African) And if you come from Portland (You are an African) And if you come from Westmoreland, you're an African So don't care where you come from As long as you're a black man, you're an African No mind your nationality You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come Trinidad (You are an African) And if you come from Nassau (You are an African) And if you come from Cuba (You're an African) So don't care where you come from As long as you're a black man, you're an African No mind your complexion There is no rejection You're an African 'Cause if your 'plexion high, high, high If your 'plexion low, low And if your 'plexion in between, you're an African So don't care where you come from As long as you're a black man, you're an African No mind denomination That is only segregation You're an African 'Cause if you go to the Catholic (You are an African) And if you go to the Methodist (You are an African) And if you go to the Church of Gods, you are an African So don't care where you come from As long as you're a black man, you're an African No mind your nationality You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Brixton (You are an African) And if you come from Weesday (You are an African) And if you come from Wingstead (You are an African) And if you come from France (You are an African) And if you come from Brooklyn (You are an African) And if you come from Queens (You are an African) And if you come from Manhattan (You are an African) And if you come from Canada (You are an African) And if you come from Miami (You are an African) And if you come from Switzerland (You are an African) And if you come from Germany (You are an African) And if you come from Russia (You are an African) And if you come from Taiwan (You are an African)