Lyrics:
Gather-me-grandchildren if you love a good mystery
Gather-me-grandchildren for a little church history
It's 2044
You're avoiding our
to shame
Where she might end up for her children
Taking handouts in the rain
Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make
By Roth Brooks
Oceanwave I believe eh! Eh! eh!
I believe in are children
I believe children of the whole world!
Africa children,
Education
Children
Palestine
The only decorations here
Had been awarded for their crimes
And in gardens where the children played
Now soldiers only trod
And stranger
to stand up and just
Fight for what you believe in
I don't call it violence
I just call it self-defense
Call it black intelligence brought
To by the people
We strive and pray and die for what will be here when we're gone
Our children's children are the ancestors of a free people
To the generations,
The Duchess: Nurse it for a bit. (She flings the baby at Alice)
I must go and get ready to play croquet with the Queen
(The Duchess exits
of Death"
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
shit man
Well, what I'm trying to say my brother
Why, why do we kill each other
Look at our children, what kind of a future
This is the training
and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
president
Just a different hypocrite
Colt Brothers, Goldman Sachs all runo
The world as they see fit
As they turn the planet into dust
And your
catherine. (repeat). beautiful mother of inseparable brothers return from the ocean bring us seaweed for flowers there's no trespassing where there
CHORUS
Children play women produce
Kids killing kids just for the juice
Now Africa is looking for the truth
But it's
It doesn't take long for the nightmarish news
To sweep the world like a shock wave
The mighty Man of Steel, once the super champion, admired by
of greed
the lonesome path of a tear
benevolence lost in defeat
by brothers devided by fear
I Look to the sky and remember her name
hear the bannermen call.
know they don't wanna go back, no glory
Scene IV, the pimp got took out by Barry's brother
We got this tip on some new fresh bait
Money in their heads
and breathe and speak as children
We are a twinkle in His eye
A blinding light on a dark road calling crooked streets home and pharisees brothers
We are
Listen to them
Children of the night
What music
Lightning
Fire without sound
Frightening
Made us men by hound
Mother
Teach us how to feed
Brother
of tears
Kris Kristofferson walks by, kicking a can
In a shirt he hasn't washed for years
Hop inside my coat
Hop inside my coat
'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with
no go like make my little children suffer,
Hei, Na im be say water don pass garri,
My brother my sister,
Your destiny must shine,
Akaraka chukwu nyelu
give it up for so long
Got a brother waitin' by the phone
And I love her like sweet potato pie
Her forever put a twinkle in mine
Cold blooded but I can't
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
into blocks of wood,
Unable to move a step, or cry
To the children merrily skipping by
And could only follow with the eye
That joyous crowd
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