The Police
Lyricist: Sting Composer: Sting
There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution
Have no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
Our so-called leaders speak
With words they try to jail you
They subjugate the meek
But it's the rhetoric of failure, come on
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
Where does the answer lie?
Living from day to day
If it's something we can't buy
There must be another way
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world
We are spirits, in the material world