Mr. President - Lyrics - Janelle Monáe

This song is for my mama This song is for you Hey, Mr. President Tomorrow I'm paying my rent My fuel is running low And I've got places to go Quit slowing me down Can we talk about the education of our children? A book is worth more than a bomb any day And remember a mirror to Africa Who will bring the cure before it’s too late? Don’t you see the hurt in their eyes? So much disappointment in many faces Use your heart and not your pride We can’t go on and keep pretending, oh Please, Mr. President Where’s all the money you spent? Food is falling low And they have nowhere to go Quit slowing me down I ask you to have mercy on us, Father You'd think we'd know the rules by now We can’t go starting wars with hearts of hatred Our nation's greed won’t make it better Or quiet the fears in our hearts Don’t you see the hurt in their eyes? So much disappointment in all of their faces Use your heart and not your pride We can’t go on and keep pretending Oh please, Mr. President Dear Mr. President I hope you got the letter I sent A dollar only goes so far And we need health care no matter who we are See we come from different worlds and different places Until there’s one great land One nation under God Times are getting harder And we need you to be like Moses And lead your people through Please be careful Be careful Of what you do, what you do