Lyrics:
it's clear
And these re-beams and pumps is Vietnam time
Tossin' see-notes, the, 'Magnificent Magneto'
Dippin' through, comin' like ay
Don't expect
body with iron embalming
I'm buying up everybody, from the highest to the hired informant
By deploying words like a thesaurus, I've acquired employment
come.
They say you live by the gun, and you die by the gun
I been a little soldier; I been a little beast.
I'm even wilder, I got Soldier Slim livin
apart
Nobody can do all of that and still have a red beating heart
Led by a dumb ass fuck
You think he's good, well I think he sucks
You think he's gonna
of happiness - not much happiness
Segregation, Klu Klux Klan
Joe McCarthy, Vietnam!
Oh and day by day, a price to pay for America
We never forget just how
We be in the Trap and we got the best dope
The fiends fuck with us because the motherfukers know
We got dope on wholesale we can get it by the brick
Don't judge a book by its cover til you see what's inside
Three unwanted people joined now side by side, side by side
Sitting in the clinic to await
you to stop calling me a Black man
Screams how close by a doorbell ring
The oddest thing happened then
I was closed in a coffin
Mamas of talking
Raspy
Constantly dropping bombs/
Long before/ Vietnam/
Putting your/ child in/ harm's way/
Think back to/ D-Day/
Guantanamo Bay/
Their lives/ were at/
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with
Parelli's all armored up
And this .38 will knock the beak off of Daffy Duck
Wave cap
Cover my waves hollow tip cover my ass
Face covered by my army
a good man
But Lord I think he sinned, yeah
Twenty-two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal Vietnam vet
Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
Parelli's all armored up
And this .38 will knock the beak off of Daffy Duck
Wave cap
Cover my waves hollow tip cover my ass
Face covered by my army
Somewhere in Vietnam
A nineteen year old soldier stumbled from a bar room
He said I must be seeing things
That bourbon hit me like a baseball bat
Turn to something new, now it's killing you
First it was the bomb, Vietnam napalm
Disillusioning, you push the needle in
From life you escape,
On the streets or on TV
Segregation was the king
Vietnam was full in swing
Martin Luther had to shout
"Let's get out, get out, get out"
The situation sort
Four decades ago an man left Mississippi
To fight the war in Vietnam
Did two tours and got shot received the metal of honor
When he got home he
by the time
They radio for the dogs i crossed heart
Can't tell a bad day from a death wish
Detour through the graveyard with
A chef's kiss
They don't
When I was just a young son
I would sit in the tree of my front lawn
Dressed for combat with my Star Wars gun
I'd been watching movies bout Vietnam
the back, like in Vietnam
quickly making waves in the river as I ran fast
got a mile in the boat ran out of gas
oh no Joe! the cops can't get
Vietnam, Baghdad
Cuz I'mma get you high like
That stick-icky one time
One verse from the Queen is
Like sniffin' a line
Higher than a fever, ya best believe
Oh, she was high up there in the air
Caught still by a soldier's stare
Whenever it was men amongst men
Down upon the land
And she followed those
I was there that night in Bethlehem
And when Neil and the boys came to the moon in that tin can
At Gettysburg, Omaha Beach, in Vietnam
I heard
I ain’t never gotta question who gon’ ride
I ain’t never gotta question who gon’ slide
All I need is loyalty by my side
All I ask is dat you please
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