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Edited on Sat Jun-25-05 03:06 AM by LaPera
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"What About Me"
You poisoned my sweet water, you cut down my green trees. The food you fed my children was the cause of their disease. My world is slowly falling down and the air is not good to breathe And those of us who care enough, we have to something...
Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me? Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me?
Your newspapers, they just put you on… They NEVER tell you the whole story… They just put your ideas down. I was wondering…Could this be the end of YOUR - Pride & Glory?
Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me? Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me?
I worked in your factory, I studied in your schools, I filled your penitentiaries. And your military too.
I feel the future trembling… As the word is passed around. If you stand up for what you do believe Be prepared to be shot down!
Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me? Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me?
I feel like a stranger, in the land where I was born. And I live like an outlaw, I’m always on the run. I’m always getting busted, And I’ve got to take a stand!! I believe the revolution must be mighty close at hand!
Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me? Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me?
I smoke marijuana, but I can’t get behind your wars. And most of what I do believe, is against most of all of your laws. I’m a fugitive from injustice…but I’m going to be free... Because your rules & regulations, they don’t do the thing for me!
Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me? Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me?
I live like an outlaw, I’m always on the run... And though you may be stronger now My time will come around You keep adding to my numbers As you shoot…my people down!
Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me? Oh, oh…whatca gonna do about me?
-Quicksilver Messenger Service-
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