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[Gil-Scott Heron] Us living as we do upside down. And the new word to have is revolution. People don’t even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel because God’s whole card has been thoroughly piqued. And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey. The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys. America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes. The signs of Truth were tattooed across our open ended vagina. We learned to our amazement untold tale of scandal. Two long centuries buried in the musty vault, hosed down daily with a gagging perfume. America was a bastard the illegitimate daughter of the mother country whose legs were then spread around the world and a rapist known as freedom, free doom. Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code names that preceded the bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling in the mother country’s crotch What does Webster say about soul? All I want is a good home and a wife and a children and some food to feed them every night. After all is said and done build a new route to China if they’ll have you. Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America?
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I’m lost in the woods, I’m out of my mind, And if I Go, To slow down some, I’m lost in the woods, I’m out of my mind, If I’m going to still, Slow down the time, I’m lost in the woods, I’m down on my line, I’m building a city, Down the tide, I’m lost in the world, I’m down my whole tide, I’m losing the city, And im down for the time, Down for the time say shes down for the night, I’m never lonely no, Down for the time, I’m lost in the world, I’m down for the time, I’m new to the city, Down for the night x3 Your my devil,your my angel Your my heaven, your my hell, You’re my now, you’re my forever, You’re my freedom, your my jail, You’re my lies your my truth, You’re my war you’re my truce Your my questions your my proof Your my stress your mama’s shoes Mama say mama say mama gos-an Lost in this plastic light, Let’s break out of this fake ass party, And turn this into a classic night, If we die in each others arms, We’ll get layed in that afterlife, And if we die in each others arms, We still get layed yea, I’m lost in the woods, Running for my life, I’m down on my mind, I’m new to the city, Down for the night, I’m lost in the world, I’m down on my mind, Im new to the city, And im down for the night, Down for the night [x3] Ya oh wow [x5] Who will survive in America?[x4] I’m lost in the world, I’m down on my mind, I’m new to the city, Down for the night, I’m lost in the world, I’m down on my mind, Im new to the city, And im down for the night, Down for the night [x3] [Drums …
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