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Good Trouble
03:37
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V1:
John Lewis marched across the Pettus bridge
Got his head busted by the violent pigs
Finally got the Voting Rights Act passed
Some ninety-five years after the fact
Ch:
Get in good trouble, good good trouble
Get in good trouble, good good trouble
Sometimes the rules ain't in the right
Sometimes you gotta bend 'em, sometimes you gotta fight
Good trouble - get in the way
Stiving for justice at the end of the day
V2:
Sitting at the counter trying to get served
People spitting on you, treat ya like dirt
Taking the blows, turn the other cheek
Taking your power in numbers to the street
Chorus.
Well there was fire hoses and vicious dogs
There were sit-ins and marches and beautiful songs
There were lynchings, bombings, KKK terror
There were speeches, action, collective clamor
We're talking about Civil Rights
What should be given wasn't got without a fight
V3:
Today we have the masses in the public square
Militarized police still ain't fighting fair
We've come along way and got a long way to go
It isn't too late to let our consciousness grow
Chorus.
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Chupacabra
03:06
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In the old days there were tales of a creature so vicious
That on moonlit nights it would come
And suck all the insides out of the goats
And leave them lying empty in the fields
Chupacabra, that's what my mama said
Gonna make the boys cry, and so I did
Mother in her platforms
Mother with her pistol
Feeding little billy goats to her kid
Rolling down the street I am the talk of the town
Pretend I'm in the movies with the top down
Cherry cola sunglasses feeling cool as hell
Thought I saw you dancing, lemme ring your bell
Chupacabra, that's what the doctor said
Make a grown man cry, and so I did
Doctor such a smart man
He make a hundred grand
Gonna write a book with what was in my head
Rolling down the street I am the talk of the town
Pretend I'm in the movies with the top down
Velveteen bustier feeling cool as hell
Caught you looking handsome let me ring your bell
Just when you thought you saw it all
Here comes the night the shadows fall
Oh lemme get a look at you
Just when you thought you saw it all
Here comes the night the shadows fall
Oh lemme get a look at ya
Before I sink my teeth in ya
Chupacabra, my baby said it once
Make the old men cry, it's what I done
Alligator jumpsuit
Carrying my bumbershoot
Never let 'em catch you with the Mythical One
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Please scream inside your heart
For the ones who no one hears
The ones too terrorized to speak
The lives stamped out in fear
Please scream inside your heart
For the innocent incarcerated
Whose freedom is corrupted
Whose lives are interrupted
Please scream inside your heart
Then move your heart to act
Lift up your voice
Or find your feet
Or raise your fist
Or drop your ballot
Or break free from compliance
For the ones who cannot cry out
The murdered and forgotten
The railroaded, the beaten
The ones whose voices have been taken
For the ones who stand before you
And plainly plead their case
For the ones who have been stifled
And you'll never see their face
Please scream inside your heart
For the victims of a cruel charade
Heads busted for speaking up
By government's jack-booted thugs
Please scream inside your heart
And realize the madness
That all along resides beneath
A comfortable facade of peace
Please scream inside your heart
Then move your heart to act
Lift up your voice
Or find your feet
Or raise your fist
Or drop your ballot
Or come together
Or break from compliance
In your heart
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I Had It Coming
03:03
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Sometimes things don't go quite the way you planned
This is one of those times
Well you'd think I knew better
But it wasn't to be
That old bad judgment
Got the better of me
Nowhere to pass the buck
I gotta look in the mirror
No one to blame
I'm the only one here
I'm in trouble and there's nowhere to run
Paper cuts and spilling guts
Has finally caught up to me
I had it coming I had it coming
Too late to stop this danger bus
Rolling straight for me
The rock is now the hard place
And I'm stuck in deep
The frying pan's on fire
And it's playing for keeps
No one to call for life line
I'm floating on my own
Caught up in a riptide
I'm about to go down
The DA takes the bench and brings her papers to the fore
The judge is shooting daggers at this prisoners of war
The lawyer counts his money and decides if he should fight
While the jury wants to go back home, forget this all tonight
I get up in the witness stand and I swear a solemn oath
And I wear a mask of dignity as my whole world goes south
Cause when the cell door locks til executioner is summoned
I'll pray to father up above although I had it coming
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Floating Away
03:01
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Take me to New Orleans
I wanna see those sights
I wanna see the many faces
Mardi Gras, those flashing lights
I didn't know where I am
We're sleeping in a van
Streets a thunder for blocks
We're huffing ether off a sock
And I'm floating away
Floating away
High above the crowd
On the float that I made
Floating away
Floating away
Man I'm fucking high...
The parking garage New Orleans
Have to pee at the casino
Now were eating at the buffet
This place like nowhere I know
The night comes dancing back
Mississippi Mud in brown sack
4 am on the big clock
We're huffing ether off a sock
And the old man wants to go somewhere
We wheel him up and through the crowd
Hanging beads on the back of his chair
Joyous sound unto the lord
And I'm floating away
Floating away
High above the crowd
On the float that I made
Floating away
Floating away
Man I'm fucking high...
And I'm floating away
Floating away
High above the crowd
On the float that I made
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Broken Heart Syndrome
03:34
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Someone shot a bullet in the heart of America
She got the broken heart syndrome
Running toward a greatness decency won't allow
The nightmares of the past bleeding into the now
Streets on fire in the cities of gold
Tomorrow is a flag that may or may not unfold
You can argue who fired the shot
But who the hell can help her heal?
In the flotsam and the jetsam of the uber rich
In the blood and oil flowing in a drainage ditch
You can see your own reflection looking in your eye
Keep on staring till the smoke blots out the sky
And if you have the money to be free
You never have to see the forest for the trees
They were cutting down
To get a better view
A walking contradiction in the land of the free
Somebody shackled Lady Liberty
Laughing in your tower or lying in the street
You can go either direction in a broken heart beat
Because you're free like that to take to the sky
Or strangled by the root to shrivel up and die
You're pulling up by your bootstraps
But your dime is worth a nickle son
She'll love you like the mother that you never had
She'll whup you with the fury of an ornery old man
She'll leave you in the gutter just an empty skin
But nothing glitters like gold in the land of sin
So inject into her veins she's pumping cold hard cash
Kneeling at the altar of almighty ass
Take your tokens and pray to your god
You don't get picked up by the cops
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