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This morning I woke up in a curfew | Oh God, I was a prisoner too | Could not recognize the faces standing over me
This morning I woke up in a curfew Oh God, I was a prisoner too Could not recognize the faces standing over me All dressed in uniforms of brutality How many rivers do we have to cross Before we can talk to the boss? I'm singin' All we got, it seems we have lost We must have really paid the cost That's why we're gonna be Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight Burnin' all pollution tonight Burnin' all illusion tonight Give me the food and let me grow Let the Root Man take the gold, I say 'Cause all them drugs gonna make you slow now It's not the music from the ghetto Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight How many river, how many river Do we have to cross, talk to the boss And what more, if only that we have lost We must have really paid the cost That's why we're gonna be Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight (burning and a-looting) Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight (oh lordy lordy) Burnin' all pollution tonight Burnin' all illusions tonight Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight (who can stop the tears tonight?) Weepin' and a-wailin' tonight (suffering these tears tonight)
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