The people raise their children, The people love the sky
They swim in swelling oceans, The people work and try
The people sing the songs, That fill the atmosphere
The people live on earth, The people cry their tears
The people tell the stories, The people shoot the hoops
The people laugh together, The people spice to soup
The people write the poems, They give each other gifts
And in their hearts the all know, That love can heal the rifts
The people's hearts are moving, They invented prayer
The people sense eternity, Despite the senseless air
The people's names are written in the holy dome of stars
We all defy the jailer, Slipping right between the bars
The people love to think, We explore the universe
In boats we call ideas, We rise above the curse
The people fly in airplanes, The people wash their clothes
The people are a wonder, And everybody knows
There's nothing to do but live
There's nothing to do but give
It all up and go for broke
Feel the fine words that the Spirit spoke
Take a sledge hammer to fear and guilt
And live this life like a sword—to the hilt!
Come on people, come on people (x4)
Climb the mountain, Leap the wall
Let down your burden, And if you fall
Then jump back up and brush off the dust
Pour in the oil and wash out the rust
The people are rising, you can't hold them down
Cuz life is within them, they cannot be bound
There's nothing to do but live
There's nothing to do but give
It all up and go for broke
Feel the fine words that the Spirit spoke
Take a sledge hammer to fear and guilt
And live this life like a sword—to the hilt!
The people are inventors, The people love to dance
They'll start to celebrate, If you give 'em a chance
The people are intelligent, The people see the sights
The people made the laws, The people fly a kite
The people are not leaving, The people will not die
The people have got soul, And that's the reason why
There's nothing to do but live
There's nothing to do but give
It all up and go for broke
Feel the fine words that the Spirit spoke
Take a sledge hammer to fear and guilt
And live this life like a sword—to the hilt!
Come on people, come on people (x4)
Climb the mountain, Leap the wall
Let down your burden, And if you fall
Then jump back up and brush off the dust
Pour in the oil and wash out the rust
The people are rising, you can't hold them down
Cuz life is within them, they cannot be bound
There's nothing to do but live
There's nothing to do but give
It all up and go for broke
Feel the fine words that the Spirit spoke
Take a sledge hammer to fear and guilt
And live this life like a sword—to the hilt!
Alex Cook is a singer, songwriter, inspirational speaker and public artist. He has created 6 albums of spiritual songs,
given hundreds of concerts in the US and abroad, and created over 160 murals in 16 states and 4 countries. He is available to perform for your church or community group, paint an inspirational mural, and/or give a talk on spirituality and creativity....more