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letra de fugee - asbo slipz

[intro]

[verse 1]
too much too young what a terrible shame
kids dodge bullets in a bombed out citadel
hide and seek when they hear the warplanes
drop their barrel bombs bringing down new h-ll
looking like no one’s gonna take a stand
planes keep showering death from above as the
world just watches on, wringing it’s hands
hear a lot of talk but we don’t feel the love
seven long years and nothing much changes
most of my people have left their homes, tell me
what would you do now if you were in my shoes?
sit round and wait ’til they send in the drones?
so it’s time to leave; just grab what you can
head out the door and just keep on walking
looking for succour in an alien land
looking for shelter where there’s no more war pigs

[chorus]
dead meat – pounding the street
every day’s a struggle when there’s nothing to eat
dead beat – well i just need to sleep in a
place where the bombs and the bullets can’t find us

[verse 2]
hitched one lift then another then another
every place we came to was a bombed out sh-ll
looking for charity; help from a brother
all in the same fix; huddled in a death cell
move in the dark. dodging the sharks
breathing in diesel. tasting sand ’til we
came in time to the crystal sh0r- line
over the horizon lies the promised land
and we met a man said he had a plan, got a
cousin with a boat who’s gonna take us there but the
trips not cheap; you gotta dig deep
gamble all your money on a wing and a prayer
set off at midnight into the dark
two hundred souls in a battered old freighter
low in the water; under the deck
close my eyes and pray i see you later

[chorus]
dead meat – pounding the street
every day’s a struggle when there’s nothing to eat
dead beat – well i just want to sleep in a
place where the bombs and the bullets can’t find us

[verse 3]
five days at most; the motor is toast;
drifting free beneath the beating sunshine
nothing to drink and everything stinks
ready to die and yet we’re still not giving in
sweating fear then i hear redemption
motor launch with a deep b-ss engine
you don’t know how it feels to come alive
’til you know that you’ve been thrown a line
make land though it’s not what i planned
in a prison though they call it a camp but there’s
running water for my baby daughter
no warplanes; no barrel bombs
got nothing but the clothes we’re wearing
lost everything but we’re still breathing
and you think that i’ve come here to
steal your job and undermine you?

[chorus]
refugee – this wasn’t my choice
got no rights and so i’ve got no voice i’m a
migrant – can you understand
the pain i’ve been through just to get to this land?
just walk a mile in my shoes and
maybe then you’ll start to see the truth, i’m a
fugee – this happened to me and i
pray to the gods that it doesn’t happen to you

[outro]

- asbo slipz

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