Saturday, April 01, 2006

RISE UP PEOPLE, RISE UP

"All mankind is divided into three classes; those that are immovable, those that are moveable, and those that move." Arab proverb.



I’m begging all ya’ll to rise, rise up and be counted,
Otherwise you will be washed away and them never ousted,
All they do is talk,
Make you work and walk,
But ya’ll still believe, ya’ll still believe,
Bringing me to tears, bringing me to tears.



Spend our money is all I see them do,
Don’t even know the pain they put you thru,
Yet most don’t even understand,
They've cut off your feet and hands,
But ya’ll still believe, ya’ll still believe,
Bringing me to tears, bringing me to tears.


Why can’t you see that there cheating you all?
They don’t care how much food you have they just stall,
As long as they’re deep deep pockets are full,
They want you to keep up the pull,
But ya’ll still believe, ya’ll still believe,
Bringing me to tears, bringing me to tears.


Blinded for so long you can’t remember,
So long kept in a slumber,
Forgotten what you are supposed to be doing?
Black is white, we’ve stopped growing,
But ya’ll still believe, ya’ll still believe,
Bringing me to tears, bringing me to tears.


Fight the power and rise up,
Your souls have withered into there coffee cups,
They should be running for the hills,
Explaining the amount of kills,
But ya’ll still believe, ya’ll still believe,
Bringing me to tears, bringing me to tears.


They’ve forgotten their roles,
Throwing rules round quick with there flagpoles,
They think they own you,
And will till you see the view,
But ya’ll still believe, ya’ll still believe,
Bringing me to tears, bringing me to tears.

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