What would you do if I did, would you? What would you say if I say, could you? If I steal something, would you steal too? If I gave it back, what would you do? If I said it was a lie, would you say that's true? What would I feel if you felt for me? What would you see if you saw for me? One man's black is another man's white Who can judge if it's wrong and right? We might both look the same but we're not alike No matter what we think or even what we say The cruel truth remains the same The world is turning and our hearts are a burning flame That's a shame We believe in everything we say and do And that's just a matter of fact So come on, come on, carry on If I play a song I sing a melody If you get along, you can sing the harmony I got a real good reason for singing the blues I'm a happy guy, it's a style I choose Maybe when I'm older I will have another point of view No matter what we think or even what we say The cruel truth remains the same The world is turning and our hearts are a burning flame That's a shame We believe in everything we say and do And that's just a matter of fact So come on, come on, carry on Sharing the same society, lost individuality It's a monopolitical game Victims of reality, 18-rated, call it TV It's a monopolitical shame No matter what we think or even what we say The cruel truth remains the same The world is turning and then our hearts are a burning flame That's a shame We believe in everything we say and do But that's just a matter of fact So come on, come on, carry on So come on, come on, carry on Uh, come on, uh, come on, carry on What would you do if I did, would you?