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Message Man is the second album by Eddy Grant. He plays every instrument and sings every voice on this album. The album is significant for its socio-political stance in songs such as "Race Hate" and "Cockney Black". The track, "Hello Africa", is considered a major highlight of this album with Grant creating a unique genre that remains difficult to categorize to this day. more »

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Cut me off
Write me off
Bury my name in the dust
Then wipe it up
And toss it out
Forget everything I spit up

No centerpiece
No inner peace
Just me and my usual enemies
Do not blink
No, do not think
Cause the moment you stop could bring you to the brink

Do I believe
Or do I cleave
To the webs of my fright, Maybe i should leave
Your nectar looms
I need your muse
That's why I'm always walking with ghosts and ghouls

Don't trust in me
I'll let you down
I'm upside down, I'm inside out
Don't trust in me
I'll let you drown
Drag you to a prison in my ghost town

I, I'll take you to my ghost town
A city of phantoms they menace
Judge and ruler of my consensus
My Thoughts and my wits leave me by dawn

I'll sound off, don't come near my Hometown
You're not welcome to the rooms more precious
Emotions placed like a decorative terrace
A stage center exhibit, I'm checked out I'm gone

Don't wanna put it in park
But I need a moment to reflect
And recollect all of the reasons
That I'm in a state of disconnect
Need to rethink reeking thoughts
Rehabilitate to maybe stand up on my own
In an effort not today, someday

Don't wanna stop don't wanna review
All the reasons goonies bring me back to you
But I need to snatch ideas that catch
All the rot I nurse and hatch
Coming clean, no cleaving, leaving
No more ghosts and no more ghouls
Abandoning this town of fools
And every fabricated rule

They say open the pages
But when you look into the ink
Dark and lovely thoughts hide in the lines
Hide in the lines

They say open the pages
But I'm scared to let you in, that cage is
A fortress for my fragile thoughts
And all my battles fought

Don't look into the ink
These emotions can wreck and sink
Nothing but graveyards
Nothing but graveyards

When you look into the lines
You get a glimpse of my gods and shrines
Nothing but graveyards
Nothing but graveyards

Nothing but graveyards, my ghost town, my graveyard
Emotions cut out and carved, hollow a relic scarred
I see the dawn, drop the grave I once put on
Put in my headphones distractions call on
I can't turn around cause I've always been drawn
To monsters and behemoths, I'm normally their pawn
Call on, hold on, come on, suddenly turn on
Just another second I can see the dawn
And

Nothing in my hometown, ghost town; a graveyard
I don't have a choice and I don't have a voice
I'm in dire need of reasons to rejoice
This is not my home this is a grave
I tried to put on my makeup and be brave
But this is not freedom, I am a slave
This isn't the city promised to save

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