Love is life
Becker & Fagen Lyrics


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I'm peaking through the crack in the wall
Where they hid the crack in the wall
I see home and the gravestones running out
The slaves all gone out, running back in the morn'
But let the man run free for now, he'll be back
'Cos he ain't got a plea for now
The government ain't give a fuck about the people now
So people now they only some paper now
But read the paper now
See that oil money, turn to lawyer money
It ain't lawyer money then it's baby mama money
If your baby mama ain't a shopper then it's fucking money
So what the fuck is money? 'ts why I'm saying fuck the money
Everybody gunning for the money, gunning
Ain't got a lot of money nigga finna gun a nigga for the money
Murder money (Murder, murder)
Death sweet, got away on his feet, ooh honey more money money
Killer views in the Bahamas that's killer money
And some ain't got none that's why there's bitter money
They say money is the devil, so that LV might be just how hell be
'ts why they wear the label shit and get labeled shit
They're screaming "Help me!"
I'm sorry, I only play with what he dealt me, and I'm good
So what the fuck you tryna tell me?

People killing people dying
Children hurt you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach?
Or would you turn the other cheek
Oh father, help us, send guidance from above
'Cos people got me questioning, yeah

Corruption will rupture your core
Goodluck, Sir please give me more
I can't afford a meal what would you give it up for?
I see you got a lot of jets, tell me what for?
And what's more the more rich get more rich not the poor
From L.City to Nepal, here's poverty in every city
Fuck, it's so appaling
America spill water on the block
Where I'm form oil spills on the block
Two blocks of oil in all, the type of money make a city fly
My eyes sore from crying more and more, the scene my eyes saw
(Oh lord) I think we need an intervention
You thieves need to reflect on your reflection
Your full bellied, but no contraception

I might take him to Siloam
Let him wash his eyes off peel his fucking eyes off
He sees the world through a ruptured lens, it's our loss
Hope he learn today, and that's all
We keep losing people, they starving
And all we got is nice shoes, nice cars
I'm tryna get this piece for a bargain
All they want is peace, and no scars

Daddy why do we smoke our cigars
Smoke so thick we can't see the stars?
If we didn't pay these meguards
Ain't nobody got our backs if our backs to ours

Now back to ours
I really love my city not the laws
I really love the people not the cars
But there's almost more cars than people, what the fuck?

That's why I'm telling ma I wanna live in Cali
But I know my city need a nigga not inside a telly
And if anybody know the president you better tell him
Nigga fucking do it better, I don't care if you're Israeli
Nigga really got a PJ?
Grown niggas in your city can't eat nor sleep, don't need PJs
But I'm in college sipping on PJ
Blowing OG, so what the fuck can we say?

People killing people dying
Children hurt you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach?
Or would you turn the other cheek
Oh father, help us, send guidance from above
Cos people got me questioning

Where is the love
Where is the love




Where is the love, the love
Where is the love

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Becker & Fagen's song "Love Is Life" delve into themes of social inequality, corruption, and the search for love and compassion in a world that often seems devoid of it. The verses present a bleak and chaotic picture of society, where the government and the wealthy elite disregard the needs of the people, leaving them with no choice but to resort to violence and greed. The singer questions the values of society, highlighting the obsession with money and material possessions while neglecting the basic needs of humanity.


The first verse describes the observation of a broken system, where even the idea of home and freedom is tainted by the presence of gravestones and the remnants of slavery. The government is portrayed as indifferent to the plight of its citizens, prioritizing money over the welfare of the people. The lyrics lament the distorted perception of money and power, with individuals willing to betray and harm others in pursuit of wealth.


The second verse continues to criticize the corruption and inequality in society. The lyrics expose the stark contrast between the opulence of the wealthy and the poverty experienced by the majority. The singer questions the purpose of accumulating vast wealth when it perpetuates a cycle of suffering and marginalization. The song expresses the frustration and longing for change, imploring for intervention and guidance from a higher power.


Overall, "Love Is Life" serves as a poignant social commentary, shedding light on the harsh realities of an unjust society and urging listeners to question the values and actions that perpetuate such inequalities.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm peaking through the crack in the wall
I am looking through a small opening in the wall


Where they hid the crack in the wall
Where the crack in the wall has been concealed


I see home and the gravestones running out
I see my hometown and the cemetery becoming overcrowded


The slaves all gone out, running back in the morn'
The oppressed have escaped, but will return in the morning


But let the man run free for now, he'll be back
Allow the oppressor to roam freely temporarily, but he will return


'Cos he ain't got a plea for now
Because he currently has no defense


The government ain't give a fuck about the people now
The government no longer cares about the people


So people now they only some paper now
Individuals are now seen as mere currency


But read the paper now
However, read the news and be informed


See that oil money, turn to lawyer money
Observe how profits from oil transform into funds for legal representation


It ain't lawyer money then it's baby mama money
If it's not used for legal matters, it's spent on child support


If your baby mama ain't a shopper then it's fucking money
If your child's mother doesn't spend it all on shopping, it becomes disposable income


So what the fuck is money? 'ts why I'm saying fuck the money
So what is the true value of money? That's why I reject its significance


Everybody gunning for the money, gunning
Everyone is pursuing money with determination


Ain't got a lot of money nigga finna gun a nigga for the money
If one lacks wealth, they may resort to violence in order to obtain it


Murder money (Murder, murder)
Killing for financial gain (Murder, murder)


Death sweet, got away on his feet, ooh honey more money money
Death is a tempting escape from poverty, leading to financial gain


Killer views in the Bahamas that's killer money
Lavish experiences in the Bahamas represent great wealth


And some ain't got none that's why there's bitter money
Others have nothing, which is why there is resentment


They say money is the devil, so that LV might be just how hell be
Money is viewed as evil, making luxurious brands like Louis Vuitton reminiscent of hell


'ts why they wear the label shit and get labeled shit
That's why people wear expensive brands and are judged accordingly


They're screaming "Help me!"
These individuals are crying out for assistance


I'm sorry, I only play with what he dealt me, and I'm good
I apologize, but I can only work with the hand I've been given, and I'm content


So what the fuck you tryna tell me?
So what exactly are you trying to communicate?


People killing people dying
Individuals are causing harm and death to one another


Children hurt you hear them crying
Innocent children are in pain, their cries are audible


Can you practice what you preach?
Are you able to live according to the principles you teach?


Or would you turn the other cheek
Or do you choose to ignore the suffering?


Oh father, help us, send guidance from above
Oh God, assist us and send divine guidance


'Cos people got me questioning, yeah
Because people have me doubting, yes


Corruption will rupture your core
Corruption will break your innermost being


Goodluck, Sir please give me more
Good luck, Sir, please provide me with additional assistance


I can't afford a meal what would you give it up for?
I cannot afford to eat, what would you sacrifice in return?


I see you got a lot of jets, tell me what for?
I notice that you possess numerous private jets, what purpose do they serve?


And what's more the more rich get more rich not the poor
Furthermore, the wealthy continue to accumulate more wealth while the poor remain impoverished


From L.City to Nepal, here's poverty in every city
From Los Angeles to Nepal, poverty exists in every city


Fuck, it's so appaling
It's incredibly distressing


America spill water on the block
In America, there are issues affecting the community


Where I'm form oil spills on the block
From where I come, there are oil spills affecting the neighborhood


Two blocks of oil in all, the type of money make a city fly
Two blocks filled with oil, representing immense wealth that can transform a city


My eyes sore from crying more and more, the scene my eyes saw
My eyes are exhausted from crying over the distressing scenes I have witnessed


(Oh lord) I think we need an intervention
(Oh Lord) I believe we require divine intervention


You thieves need to reflect on your reflection
You thieves should think about the consequences of your actions


Your full bellied, but no contraception
You are satisfied and well-fed, but you do not take measures to prevent further harm


I might take him to Siloam
I may guide him to a place of healing and transformation


Let him wash his eyes off peel his fucking eyes off
Allow him to cleanse his perspective and remove the blinding influences


He sees the world through a ruptured lens, it's our loss
His perception of the world is distorted, and it negatively affects us all


Hope he learn today, and that's all
I hope he gains knowledge today, and that is all I wish for


We keep losing people, they starving
We continue to lose individuals, they are suffering from hunger


And all we got is nice shoes, nice cars
Meanwhile, all we possess are material possessions like fashionable shoes and expensive cars


I'm tryna get this piece for a bargain
I am attempting to acquire this item at a discounted price


All they want is peace, and no scars
All they desire is peace, without any signs of damage or harm


Daddy why do we smoke our cigars
Father, why do we smoke our cigars?


Smoke so thick we can't see the stars?
The smoke is so dense that it obstructs our view of the stars


If we didn't pay these meguards
If we didn't bribe these corrupt individuals


Ain't nobody got our backs if our backs to ours
No one will support us if we turn against our own community


Now back to ours
Now back to our own concerns


I really love my city not the laws
I truly love my city, but not the rules and regulations


I really love the people not the cars
I genuinely care for the people, not the automobiles


But there's almost more cars than people, what the fuck?
However, there are almost more cars than there are people, which is absurd


That's why I'm telling ma I wanna live in Cali
That's why I am informing my mother that I desire to reside in California


But I know my city need a nigga not inside a telly
But I am aware that my city requires my presence and action, not someone hidden away in a hotel


And if anybody know the president you better tell him
And if anyone has access to the president, you should inform him


Nigga fucking do it better, I don't care if you're Israeli
Just do it better, regardless of your nationality


Nigga really got a PJ?
Do you really own a private jet?


Grown niggas in your city can't eat nor sleep, don't need PJs
Adults in your city cannot afford to eat or have a decent place to sleep, they don't need luxury


But I'm in college sipping on PJ
But here I am in college, sipping on Perrier-Jouët champagne


Blowing OG, so what the fuck can we say?
Smoking original gangster marijuana, so there is nothing significant we can say?


Where is the love
Where is the love?


Where is the love
Where is the love?


Where is the love, the love
Where is the love? The love?


Where is the love
Where is the love?




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