Everything remains the same,
High authorities still playing political games,
And I’m still like, “you’ve got the seat in parliament,”
“You turn the world around, you command a decent following.”

So everything remains the same,
“You over-charged us conductor, give the people their change.”
“Iwe mfanha (1) you’re wasting our time,”
“Kick him off the ET (2) if he’s not paying.”
That’s how I ended up walking to the city centre today.

But I’m saying – why do we moan and groan,
Huddle up together and in unison say, “I’m alone,”
And why do I feel left out when I’m in a crowd
And everybody else says “me too” but how

Does everything remain the same
Especially when you think that it will change,
“But the people don’t act, they just complain,”
Ever figured out who is saying that – the people – Shame!

So, what’s the difference?
(I mean, I’m talking about my ET incident)
OK fine, so the guy is over-charging
But I might as well pay ‘cause no one else is barging.

But I am, I chose to refuse.
So, you can highlight that tonight on the eight o’clock news
Why does everything remain the same?
‘Cause we allow ourselves to be short-changed.

So what’s the difference?
I am the difference.
So what’s the difference?
I am the difference.
Between my failure and my success,
Between my sadness and happiness,
I am the difference.

Yet, everything remains the same.