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As the night close down on the Earth like gray dark rings
Light of cities in the nights, destination for Kings
With big dreams, like Castro, overthrew Bautista
we are expected so to do.
For he so loved the world.
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Violent, vicious hypocrisy.
How is anyone supposed to deal with these contradictions,
As the night close down on the Earth like gray dark rings
Light of cities in the nights, destination for Kings
With big dreams, like Castro, overthrew Bautista
all the bastions of their phony legal fort
Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
When the black man stands accused the trial is always
smoke
Chinese massages, wifey, no side-chick
Go sight-seeing with the god
Playing cards with my dad, frying chicken for the mob
Simply Lemonade,
We are children of the light
Royal rulers of the day
Saints, no prisoners of the night
Trust and love will lead the way
We are free
Yeah, I
going to the forest to cut wood.
Before they left the house,
she gave each of the children a piece of bread.
Save it for your supper, she told them, you
as clean as the blood on your sleeves
My legal advice is to cover your wings
They're black as coal, and I can see the smoke
Beginning to form, around them
and servants in the building
Brothers and servants in the building
Time to start service, this is a sermon for the children
It's a sermon for the children
It's
the killin'
Gotta save what's left for all these children
Stop getting caught by the hype thinking that's livin'
It's time to change things for the living
Second hand telegram
Lip service legal love
Second hand out of town telegram
Lip service legal love
So you're the lawyer's wife
How's life
ain't legal
But I brought it home anyway
So fuck the cops, we breaking rules
Light the blunt up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
Light the joint up
2 years and 2 months
He must stay in service
And work for the white children
50 dollars in the next 3 months
Another 150 dollars in cash
children
Come with me to receive thy presents
I never believed in Santa
Or stayed up late night in my pajamas
On December 24th waiting for the fat man
With
clothes for my children
Workin all day in fields to bring it all back home.(I am a prisoner)
I live to see the day
He comes upon a horse
I live to see
came ashore
Greeted with nothin' but niceness
Sailin' west in attempt to
Find gold and spices
Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices
The Catholic
QUITE THE SPECTACLE - ALL DISTRESS
COME WITNESS THE DEATH OF A THOUSAND PRIESTS
THEY HAVE BEEN OUR OPPRESSOR FOR FAR TOO LONG
TORTURED OUR CHILDREN IN
and Agent Orange
Most of the hundreds of thousands of veterans seeking help from the government
For the side-effects are met with lies and denial
War has been
We are old, we are young
We are in this together
Vagabonds and children (are)
Prisoners forever
With pulses a-raging
And eyes full of wonder
clothes for my children
Working all day in the fields to bring it all back home
(I am a prisoner)
I live to see the day
He comes upon a horse
I live to see
clothes for my children
Working all day in the fields to bring it all back home
(I am a prisoner)
I live to see the day
He comes upon a horse
I live to see
the strength of our nation, as does President Carter, who I spoke with last night who cannot be with us today, but who we salute for his lifetime of service
angry and I'm screaming out why!
You claim the safety of your people is why you slaughter
Yet you flood the land you claim with sea water
For a thousand
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