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Well Im about to get sick From watchin my tv Been checkin out the news Until my eyeballs fail to see I mean to say that every day Is just another rotten mess And when its gonna change, my friend Is anybodys guess So Im watchin and Im waitin Hopin for the best Even think Ill go to prayin Every time I hear em sayin That theres no way to delay That trouble comin every day No way to delay That trouble comin every day Wednesday I watched the riot. .. Seen the cops out on the street Watched em throwin rocks and stuff And chokin in the heat Listened to reports About the whisky passin round Seen the smoke and fire And the market burnin down Watched while everybody On his street would take a turn To stomp and smash and bash and crash And slash and bust and burn And Im watchin and Im waitin Hopin for the best Even think Ill go to prayin Every time I hear em sayin That theres no way to delay That trouble comin every day No way to delay That trouble comin every day Well, you can cool it, You can heat it. .. Cause, baby, I dont need it. .. Take your tv tube and eat it n all that phony stuff on sports n all the unconfirmed reports You know I watched that rotten box Until my head begin to hurt From checkin out the way The newsman say they get the dirt Before the guys on channel so-and-so And further they assert That any show theyll interrupt To bring you news if it comes up They say that if the place blows up They will be the first to tell, Because the boys they got downtown Are workin hard and doin swell, And if anybody gets the news Before it hits the street, They say that no one blabs it faster Their coverage cant be beat And if another woman driver Gets machine-gunned from her seat Theyll send some joker with a brownie And youll see it all complete So Im watchin and Im waitin Hopin for the best Even think Ill go to prayin Every time I hear em sayin That theres no way to delay That trouble comin every day No way to delay That trouble comin every day Hey, you know something people? Im not black But theres a whole lots a times I wish I could say Im not white Well, I seen the fires burnin And the local people turnin On the merchants and the shops Who used to sell their brooms and mops And every other household item Watched the mob just turn and bite em And they say it served em right Because a few of them are white, And its the same across the nation Black and white discrimination Yellin You cant understand me! n all that other jazz they hand me In the papers and tv and All that mass stupidity That seems to grow more every day Each time you hear some nitwit say He wants to go and do you in Because the color of your skin Just dont appeal to him (No matter if its black or white) Because hes out for blood tonight You know we got to sit around at home And watch this thing begin But I bet there wont be many live To see it really end Cause the fire in the street Aint like the fire in the heart And in the eyes of all these people Dont you know that this could start On any street in any town In any state if any clown Decides that nows the time to fight For some ideal he thinks is right And if a million more agree There aint no Great Society As it applies to you and me Our country isnt free And the law refuses to see If all that you can ever be Is just a lousy janitor Unless your uncle owns a store You know that five in every four Just wont amount to nothin more Gonna watch the rats go across the floor And make up songs about being poor Blow your harmonica, son!
Posted on: Thu, 04 Dec 2014 16:03:31 +0000

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