Public Life

So I see where two roads divide
The public man when his wife has died
And just when everything I wanted was within my grasp
The irony
Yeah the irony is killing me
This public life
No private life

To my wife I make this one last vow
I'll give my life to the people now
I'll be the man they need
The one to lead a generation
I'll listen to their voice
With every choice
As we transform this nation

Oh
I'll keep on going, oh
I'll keep on going, oh
I'll keep on going

I gotta be that guy
It's time to be that guy
I'm gonna take this country back

There's nothing left in this old town
Pick up your life and move it around
You've got to get down to be seen
Pick up your rifle and make a stand

Change is coming now (Jackson's back, he's got it goin' on)
Can you feel it? (Jackson's back) (Pick up your life and move it around)
It's coming on now (Jackson's back) (You've got to get down to be seen)
It's coming on now (He's got it going on) (Pick up your rifle and make a stand)
This is what we've been waiting for (Populism, yeah yeah, populism, yeah yeah)
This trail was always leading to this door (Populism, yeah yeah, populism, yeah yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Friedman
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