1, 2, 3, Sam Back again
I would really wanna know what's happening
I don't wanna be on Mother Earth no more
Cause Mister Dobalina left her raped and sore
All I see is grey up in this thang
And all I want is paint the world green again
Who has the right to prevent me from tokin' and coughin'
And everytime I see a tree, I ain't recognize nothin'
It's the beauty in so many things that I don't see
Because I'm blind from technology, we think is pretty
So I need to change my priority that I think of
To gather Gratitude, Indo, Nature and Love
And try to make everybody understand and see
What a wonderful World this could be...

1 ,2, 3, Back to the Intention
Of Mr. Sam Cooke I ain't forget to mention
Don't know much about History and though I want to rest
I have to learn it, cause tomorrow we are gonna write a test
And I'm not interested in the subject, because the past
Is something, not like the presence, that is not gonna last
You can't live reminiscing or else your memories will change ya
Not in a good way, they will rather fool and derange ya
Focus on your focus, and focus not on distractions
Your goal is way better than all their little attractions
Be strong and courageous, Be patient, Stay optimistic
And after a while, you gon' see the lights in the distant
But talk is cheap, I wish It was that easy
What a wonderful World this would be...