Stand

Sometimes the feeling of feeling alive
Takes over your body, your spirit, your mind
Sometimes the sensation takes over your soul
And you just can't seem to let go

Sometimes the motions we do every day
Fall into a pattern, our mind's where they stay
We're robots, programmed, synced to time
We can't seem to fight, as we've all lost our minds

Sometimes the notion to do what is right
It flies out the window, and then we lose sight
We can't keep our mind on the task at hand
And we need to do something we can

So the plan is to stand on the hand of the man
And jam with the band for the fans in the stands
And keep your hands up, sing as loud as you can
Keep your hands up, loud as you can
Fight for the right that we fight for tonight
Cause if we lose the right to have rights, to fight fights
We give up our goal, lose our voice, sell our souls
There's no coming back from that, everybody now
Stand up, raise your voice and your cups
Show some love, give a hug, thank your god up above
Or Jesus, Confucius, or Santa, or Buddha
Whoever you pray to, the world is for you love
Yeah, whoever you pray to, the world is for you love

So thank the man
Jam with the band
Love the fans in the stands
Singing loud as they can, and

Stand
Stand
I said, stand

So thank the man
Jam with the band
Love the fans in the stands
Singing loud as they can, and
Stand