You Only Get What You Give

This is Jimi.

Starbucks, 9th and Market Street in Hotel Whitcomb

            Wake up kids
We've got the dreamers disease
Age fourteen we got you down on your knees
So polite, you're busy still saying please
Frienemies, who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night we smash their Mercedes-Benz

First we run, and then we laugh 'til we cry

But when the night is falling
You cannot find the light

You feel your dreams are dying
Hold tight

You've got the music in you
Don't let go

You've got the music in you
One dance left

This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up

You've got a reason to live
Can't forget

We only get what we give
I'm comin' home baby
You're tops,
Give it to me now..."

Man and boy, Golden Gate Park

Jimi of Pakistan