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the lane
With my plastic bag
Not stopping once to look behind
But the long arm of the law
Put its foot to the floor
And they met me on the other side
hands
Some to say hello others
Stay as warm as they can
I'm stopping in
For a hot cup of coffee
With an old bum who says
He could've been James Dean
cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
But muthafucka makin' as I ain't the one
For a punk
cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
But muthafucka makin' as I ain't the one
For a punk
or a touch of the blues
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by
begonias or a touch of the blues.
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass
begonias or a touch of the blues.
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass
Full employment
Slave labor and schemes
An unemployed workforce
The capitalist's dream
But let's keep Britain working
Either way, we must keep
to learn the hard way just to let her pass by, let her pass by
Oh just let her pass by
to learn the hard way just to let her pass by, let her pass by
Oh just let her pass by
stopping traffic up and down the street
Making a wreck of every man she meets
Somebody ought to go call the police
She's disturbing the peace

Oughta be
to learn the hard way just to let her pass by, let her pass by
Oh just let her pass by
wanted by the police
And my wife thinks you're dead

Somebody spread the rumor that you had lost your life
Least that's the way I heard it and what I
really ain't no use in stopping
What nobody never told me not to do
So I'll keep people watching
Watching me now
Finding my way back to you

We're
has no meaning
I'm on a rocket to some other zone
Baby, you thrill me - whatever you're doing
Don't think of stopping until we are light-years away
the crap
A war going on so where y'all at?
"Fight the Power" comes great responsibility
'F the Police' but who's stopping you from killing me?
Disaster,
the crap
A war going on so where y'all at?
"Fight the Power" comes great responsibility
'F the Police' but who's stopping you from killing me?
Disaster,
cake?

My house is full of sevens
We want cake, where's our cake?
Lots and lots of sevens
We want cake, where's our cake?

Many more are stopping by
could hear them wailing
All the way on the other side

Police officer
Walked onto the plan
Don't come any closer
Said Curtis to the man

Curtis
others
Ooh, the children reject it
And the police inspect it

You're tied to the chair
Better cool it, bound and gagged
Is that the ways
the guitar
The way Dave played was very individual
I'd been overwhelmed by all the culture
Art School prays the life I'd never really understand
I sat down
there was a friendly fight.
It was a woman brought me grief. Her mother was the police chief!
(Chorus)
I told them I would mend my ways. They let me
can't be stopped at this point
I'm here now and ain't no stopping me 
And ain't no dropping me
Yo niggas I'm here now
Move out my way
It's my day
way around 
But you got beaten up by the playground 
And it's no use 
You'll have to go through 
Suburban shopping center 
Pedestrian walkways 
I
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I brought some corn for popping;
The lights are turned way down low,