| M. MyrieC. |
| Dodd
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| It is real, as real as it seem
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| Don’t you live on illusion
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| And don’t you ever try to live a dream
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| I sing…
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| Chorus
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| Buju say how could you rise up every living day
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| Telling yourself everything is OK
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| When you look at life you’ll see it slipping away
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| Lord knows who feels it every moment every day
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| Those why cry for the poor get neglected, rejected, put to death
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| How much more will we take?
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| Did you father work off his shirt, blood, sweat and tears
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| Don’t tell me that you forgot
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| Being oppressed by the oppressors, all different types of stress
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| For the sorrows of the poor, they don’t even care less
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| Refuse to deal with world atrocities, civil unrest
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| Instead they’re building penitentiaries as big as a bird’s nest
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| Saying we are to be blamed for whatever what mess
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| Chorus
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| Some say, how are you going? |
| They want to know if we are mine
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| Not until we reposess what’s rightfully mine
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| Sitting down for so long we do belive it is time
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| Everyone is entitled to food at mealtime
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| 'Til then, we’ll struggle for rights, no more racial fights
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| Degradation to the highest heights
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| All obstacles as a people we have to cross
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| With health and strength we all can get across
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| Happenings of yesterday are just a thing of the past
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| Chorus
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| Don’t you cry little one, wipe your tears, sing my song
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| Though we’re in a strange land with evil ones
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| Help the weak if you’re strong, iron sharpens iron
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| When you’re down take a look at where the help is coming from
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| What about the masterminds with the foolproof plans
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| What about the geniuses who achieve grade one
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| Chorus
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| Repeat verse 1 and verse 2 |