a song of compassion for some of the people we love to hate

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in some ways, this song was inspired by "being john malkovich"

imagine waking up and being michael jackson
imagine waking up him
imagine being a lost little rich boy
who don't like the color of his skin
just imagine being somebody
who got treated like him as a kid
i shudder when i think about it
the awful things that somebody did to him
and now he's

doin' the thing that was done to him
not even thinkin twice bout why it come to him
he's passin his pain on down through time
like you do yours and i do mine

imagine being the white house resident
the man who claims he's our president
your coked-out brain makes it hard to think
of anything except how bad you want a drink
you're all bottled up inside
from all the years your parents hurt your pride
but still you stand tall you won't admit you lied
don't care how many people have to die

you think you're winnin the game
but you won't understand
when it all turns to dust and slips through your hands
you think you gonna get what you want
but you ain't gonna like what you get

but he's just
doin the thing that was done to him
not even thinkin twice bout why it come to him
he's passin his pain on down through time
like you do yours and i do mine

now you got your problems and i got mine
but we do alright, yeah, most of the time
and here and there i've taken a fall
but i never drove the whole world into a wall
i done some things i wish i never did
but none of 'em was messin with little kids
and i have been in denial before
but never bad enough to set the world to war
well, the only thing i can think to do
is if we want them to stop, then we all got to

stop doin' the thing that was done to us
start thinkin twice bout why it come to us
stop passin our pain on down through time
yours, michael's, georgie's everybody's, and mine
yours, michael's, georgie's everybody's, and mine
yours, michael's, georgie's everybody's, and mine
stop passin our pain on down through time