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F#m I Awoke up on CBmhamps-Élysées to the Djembe of GC#mhana
A fine lady from Belize said "You got the spirit of Fela"
A young one dripping make-up put her hands out to holla
I gave her what I got but couldn't handle her broken heart
The right words in the hands of dissidents with the fire
Will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars
Well I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr
But even more so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward, yeah
F#m With Aall these thBmings I wait for revelation C#m
These things make me want to duck for cover
With all these things I wait for revolution
F#m AThese things Bmask the biggest question to me
"And it's are you what you want to be"
F#mnananC#mannanDannDana nanEanaC#mnannaBm SBmo are you what you want to be?
F#mYeah C#mYeah DYeaDh Yeah EYeaC#mh YeaBmh YeBmah
The war machines will put out both its hands for a dollar
It's drinking at the table with the chrome hand guerrillas
The young ones dripping make-up lift her leg up to holla
Well, I told her what she's got should be protected in the arms of love
The right things in the hands of dissidents with the fire
Will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars
Well I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr
But even more so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward yeah
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