Word Game [Live at Berkeley 1971]
Stephen Stills
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Would you knock a man down if you don't like the cut of his clothes? Would you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows? Well, it's happening right here, people are dying of fear by the droves You can feel it as it’s rumbling, let emotions keep a tumbling Then the city starts to crumbling, mostly empty bellies grumbling, yeah we’re gone It's incredibly sick, you can feel it as across the land it flows Prejudice is slick, when it's a word game it festers and grows Better move along quick, it furthers one to have somewhere to go And I know most of you either don’t believe it’s true, Or else you don’t know what to do, or maybe I’m singing about you, who knows? People see somebody different, fear is the first reaction shown Then they think they've got him licked, the barbaric hunt begins And they move in slow A human spirit is devoured, the remains left to carrion crow But I was told that life is change and yet history remains Does it always stay the same? Or do we shrug it off and say, "Only God knows"? By and by, somebody usually goes Down to the ghetto, try and help But they don't know why folks treat them cold And the rich keep getting richer But they’ll just keep on getting old You see, one must have a mission in order to be a good Christian If you don't, you will be missing High Mass or the evening show And the well-fed masters reap the harvests Of the polluted seeds they've sown Smug and self-righteous, they bitch about people they own And you can't prove them wrong They're so God damn sure they know I have seen these things with my very own eyes And defended my battered soul, it must be too tough to die American propaganda, South African lies Will not force me to take up arms, that's my enemies' pride And I won't fight by his rules, that's foolishness besides His ignorance is gonna do him in and nobody's gonna cry Because his children they are growing up And plainly tired of putting up with bigots and their silver cups They're fed up, they might throw up on you, alright
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