If we all went back To where we came from, It’s safe for us to assume That we’d be where we started Inside our mother’s womb Waiting for our moment of arrival In our birthday suit costumes As a testament to survival one might presumes
If we all went back To where we came from, Our progress would be reversed By our massive migration To where we came from first Giving truth to that old adage By turning bad to worst What a fruitless pursuit for us to become immersed
If we all went back To where we came from, Wouldn’t it be interesting To witness the return Of women and men Back to a place where we all begin Inside of the abyss But that’s not something that we can
If we all went back To where we came from, There’d be no progress And we all could be accused Of turning more Into so much less And that should be quite difficult For us to digest ‘Cuz it would be an exercise purely in excess