Twenty-five years of my life And still I'm trying to get up That great big hill of hope
That the world was made up of
And I am feeling a little peculiar And so I wake in the morning And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs And I say, hey, hey, hey, hey I said hey, what's going on?
And I try, oh my God, do I try I try all the time, in this institution And I pray, oh my God, do I pray
And I am feeling a little peculiar And so I wake in the morning And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs And I say, hey, hey, hey, hey I said hey, what's going on?
Twenty-five years of my life And still I'm trying to get up That great big hill of hope