(Cheryl Wheeler/Chet Powers)      Maybe it's the movies, maybe it's the books   Maybe it's the government and all the other crooks   Maybe it's the drugs, maybe it's the parents   Maybe it's the gangs, or the colors that we're wearin'   Maybe it's the high schools, maybe it's the teachers   Tattoos, pipe bombs underneath the bleachers   Maybe it's the music, maybe it's the crack   Maybe it's the bible, or could it be the lack      Come on people, now   Smile on your brother   Everybody get together   Try to love one another, right now...right now      Okay, maybe it's the papers, maybe it's the family   Maybe it's the internet, radio, TV   Maybe it's the president, maybe it's the last one   Maybe it's the one before that   Maybe it's the athletes, maybe it's the dads   Maybe it's the sports fans, agents, fads   Maybe it's the homeless, aliens, immigrants   Maybe it's life, don't tell me that it's imminent      Come on people now   Smile on your brother   Everybody get together   Try to love one another right now      Come on people now   Smile on your brother   Everybody get together   Try to love one another right now   You gotta love one another      Maybe it's the fallout, maybe it's the ozone   Maybe it's the chemicals, the radiation, cell phones   Maybe it's the magazines, maybe it the next page   Lotteries, fast food, bad news, road rage   Maybe it the unions, big business   Maybe it's the KKK and the skinheads   Maybe it's the daughters, maybe it's the sons   Maybe it's the brothers of the mothers or the guns      Come on people now   Smile on your brother   Everybody get together   Try to love one another right now      Come on people now   Smile on your brother   Everybody get together   Try to love one another right now      (You know, if we don't talk about it   It ain't gonna get better)      We gotta love one another      (So, whadda say, let's talk)      Maybe it's the parks, maybe it's the sex   Maybe it's the talk shows, maybe it's a reflex   Maybe it's the taxes, maybe it's the system   Judges, lawyers, prisons   Maybe it's the Catholics, maybe it's the Protestants   Maybe it's the addicts, and the hippies and communists   Maybe it's a fashion, maybe it's a trend   Maybe it's the future... maybe it's the end