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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? All that we get, it seems we have lost We must have really paid the cost That's why we gonna be Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight, oh yeah Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight Burnin' all pollution tonight Burnin' all illusion tonight Give me the food, and let me grow Let the roots man, take a blow All them drugs, gonna make you slow, now It's not the music from the ghetto, yeah Weeping and a-wailin' tonight Weeping and a-wailin' tonight Weeping and a-wailin' tonight, oh yeah Weeping and a-wailin'tonight, yeah How many rivers, do we have to cross Before we can talk to the boss? All that we get, it seems we have lost We must have really paid the cost That's why we gonna be Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight, well Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight, everytime, everytime (Burnin' all pollution tonight), burnin' all illusion (Burnin' all illusion tonight) Burnin' all, burnin' all, burnin' all, yeah
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