Kunci: D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
knock a man
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down if you don't like the cut of his clothes
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Could you put a man away if you don't
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want to hear what he knows
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Well it's happening right here people
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dying of fear by the droves
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And I know most of you
Verse 2
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Either don't believe it's true,
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Or else you don't know what to do
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Or maybe I'm singing about you,
Who knows.
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Verse 3
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you can feel it, as across the land it flows
Prejudice is slick when it's a word game,
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it furthers one to have somewhere to go
You can feel it as it's rumblin'
Verse 4
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Let emotions keep a tumblin'
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Then as cities start to crumblin'
Mostly empty bellies grumblin'
Interlude 1
Here we go
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Verse 5
somebody different fear
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is the first reaction shown
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Then they think they've got him licked the barbaric
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hunt begins and they move in slow
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A human spirit is devoured the remains
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I was told that life is change
Verse 6
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Does it always stay the same
Do we shrug it off and say
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Only God knows
Interlude 2
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Verse 7
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By and by, somebody usually goes
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down to the ghetto
Try and help but they don't know why
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folks treat them cold
And the rich keep getting richer and the rest
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of us just keep getting old.
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You see one must have a mission
In order to be a good Christian
If you don't you will be missing
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High Mass or the evening show
Verse 8
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And the well fed masters reap the harvests
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of the polluted seeds they've sown,
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Smug and self-righteous they they
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bitch about people they owe,
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And you can't prove them wrong,
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they're so God damn sure they know
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I have seen these things with my very own
eyes and defended my battered soul,
Verse 9
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It must be too tough to die,
Will not force me to take up arms,
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that's my enemies' pride,
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Ands I won't fight by his rules
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that's foolishness besides,
Verse 10
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His ignorance is gonna do him
in and nobody's gonna cry,
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Because his children they are growing
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up and plainly tired of putting up
With bigots and their silver cups
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They're fed up, they might throw up
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