Saul Williams - List of Demands (Reparations) | Текст песни

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• List of Demands (Reparations)

I want my money back
I'm down here drowning in your fat
You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack
I ain't afraid of you
I'm just a victim of your fears
You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear,
I got another plan, one that requires me to stand
On the stage or in the street, don't
need no microphone or beat
And when you hear this song,
if you ain't dead then sing along
Bang and strum to these here drums til you get where you belong

I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands
I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand
We're living hand to mouth
You wanna be somebody?
See somebody?
Try and free somebody?

I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands
I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand
We're living hand to mouth
Hand to mouth

I wrote a song for you today while I was sitting in my room
I jumped up on my bed today and played it on a broom
I didn't think that it would be a song that you would hear
but when I played it in my head, I made you reappear
I wrote a video for it and I acted out each part
Then I took your picture out and taped it to my heart.
I've taped you to my heart dear girl
I've taped you to my heart
And if you pull away from me you'll tear my life apart

I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands
I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand
We're living hand to mouth

You wanna be somebody?
See somebody?
Try and free somebody?

I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands
I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand
We're living hand to mouth
Hand to mouth

Ecstacy, suffering, Echinacea, bufferin
We aim to remember what we choose to forget
God's just a baby and her diaper is wet
Call the police
I'm strapped to the teeth and liable to disregard your every belief
Call on the law
I'm fixin' to draw a line between what is and seems and call up a brawl

Call 'em up now
'cause it's about to go pow
I'm standing on the threshold of the ups and the downs
Call up a truce
'cause I'm about to bust loose
Protect ya neck, 'cause, son,
I'm breaking out of my noose

I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands
I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand
We're living hand to mouth
You wanna be somebody?
See somebody?
Try and free somebody?
I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands
I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand
We're living hand to mouth
Hand to mouth

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