Mr. President - 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 runnin' low

And I’ve got places to go

Quit slowin' me down

Can we talk about the education of our children?

A book is worth more than a bomb any day

And remember Ameri 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

Please Mr. President

Where’s all the money you spent

Food is fallin low

And they have nowhere to go

Quit slowin me down

I ask you to have mercy on us father

You think we 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

O please Mr. President

Dear Mr. President

I hope you got the letter I sent

A Dollar only goes so far

And we need help here, 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