Where do we go?
And all the people they sure don't want you to know
They don't want you to know
Living in chains, thoughts rearranged
You got a worried mind all the time
Now tell me I'm lyin'
And I got a thing I really can't say

You got a worried mind
I got a worried heart
You don't know what to do
I don't know where to start
We let this beat us down
Or get up off the ground
One thing I know we got to go

Where is your mind?
The street is beating ya down and
Taking its time
It's taking its time
Nowhere [bad word] I told you to get but you were having your fun
Now you're under the gun
And I got a thing I really can't say

You got a worried mind
I got a worried heart
You don't know what to do
I don't know where to start
We let this beat us down
Or get up off the ground
One thing I know we got to go