- Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms
Believe Me...
BELIEVE me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,
Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy-gifts fading away,
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
- Come on Children
Oh, the old cow died,
And the old man cried.
Oh, the old cow died,
And the old man cried.
Oh, the old cow died,
And the old man cried.
- Feeling Of Jazz
I feel so lonely tonight.
My heart is cold and my head ain't right.
I need a feeling that sets my soul free!
I need a feeling of jazz!
Give me a sweet taste of time.
Riot symbols glide on the afterbeat...
Deep Redwood base thumping notes out the door.
Jazz lifts my soul with a sound!
- Find Me
I see I see shattered people
Roaming the streets night and day . . .
say can you see?
See what I see.
See their minds.
I see tattered ragmen reaching for
eyes of a friend.
None can be found.
- From The Plantation To The Penitentiary
From the Plantation to the Penitentiary
From the yassuh boss to the
ghetto minstrelsy
In the heart of freedom ... In the heart of freedom ... In the heart of freedom ... In the heart of freedom ...
in chains insane insane in chains
From the field hand cry
To the ten to twenty-five
From the sold-off' men
- Supercapitalism
Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that.
Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme that.
Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that.
And That and that and that and that.
Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme that.
Gimme that. Gimme this. Gimme that.
Gimme this. Gimme that. Gimme that.
And That and that and that and that.
- The End of a Love Affair
So I walk a little too fast and I drive a little too fast
And I'm reckless it's true, but what else can you do at the
End of a love affair?
So I talk a little too much, and I laugh a little too much
And my voice is too loud, when I'm out in a crowd
So that people are apt to stare
- Where Y'All At
You got to speak the language the people are speakin'
'Specially when you see the havoc it's wreakin'
Even the rap game started out critiquin'
Now it's all about killing and freakin'
All you '60s radicals and world beaters
Righteous revolutionaries and Camus readers
Liberal students and equal rights pleaders
What's goin' on now that y'all are the leaders