Carry On

Trusting is one thing I don't know
 When it comes to the campaigning men
 But I'll meet you at the election
 When I vote for the hope of this land
 Carry on
 Carry on
 Just take a good look around you
 The ghettos begin at your feet
 And there's a family of six through a
 window
 Looking way down at you on the street
 Carry on
 Carry on
 Send us in any direction
 Airports, buses and cabs
 But somehow through all this confusion
 We lose things that we've never had
 Carry on
 Carry on
 A funeral was held in the winter
 The old lady pull from her purse
 A thoughand tears on a napkin
 While waving away at the hearse
 Carry on
 Carry on
 Trusting is one thing I don't know
 When it comes to the campaigning men
 But I'll meet you at the election
 When I vote for the hope of this land
 Carry on
 Carry on