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letra de john lennon - guerilla war tactix

[chorus] yoko ono
mrs. lennon, o’ mrs. lennon
checking the sky to see if there’s no clouds
there’s no clouds
o’ then, i guess it must be alright

[verse]
why did you take him, why did you let him go
i try to make sense, i guess i’ll never know
he brought about a light with the refreshing glow
without his type, how do seed supposed to ever grow
a peace activist, deeply p-ssionate
came at the system through actions of a philanthropist
mark david chapman shot in the back in his prime
at a time of war he was peace packin’
the songs that would seize vietnam’s despair
let him be, set him free like john sinclair
the was is over and give peace a chance
even god down with bobby sealing a black panthers
imagine was one of the best songs ever written
and if disagree, you are not a musician
we miss him and need him with us to mold the children
instead of lying dead in front of the dakota building
-ss-ssination by a fascist administration
for unity of nations and peace demonstrations
i try explain it to the kids who ain’t got the patience
for parent from the reagan era who was lost as reagan
i think oh how he died right before i was born
and now he changed my life through the words in his songs
i love pink floyd, hendrix and lennon
and i wrote this song in honor of their remembrance

[chorus] yoko ono
mrs. lennon, o’ mrs. lennon
checking the sky to see if there’s no clouds
there’s no clouds
o’ then, i guess it must be alright

[verse 2]
the history of the legend john lennon, the beetle, the activist
the biggest threat to the establishments as jesus of nazareth
m-ssacred 1980 gateway to rosemary’s baby like jfk’s brain
with missing, john lennon was cremated
mark david -ss-ssinated, an angel by dakota
on the mission of ronald reagan, a ’38 revolver
shotted in the shoulder like a poet, dropped to the ground
mark jasmine characterised to catch her in the right
left the world frozen in time like a sculpture of ice
i swear only h-ll below us, we’re always lookin’ for the sky
the eighth of december is marked with blood in my calender
i seek vengeance upon a murderer that took john lennon
conspiracy theories tells me you’re a taxidermist
like an animal with your flesh eaten by cannibal perverts
bet it’s or joe or chapman, they both government jackels
we demanding lennon’s ashes to be spreaded over a chapel
i hear your ghost by piano, i see the blood on your gl-sses
you sign your death through an autograph on the copy of your alb-m
i travel back beyond the spirits of time to research
i cough blood on these lyrics, pyramids built in reverse
the music industry is cursed, john we truly need you
we got a one-world government, that reduces the people
a mrs. lennon, we’re checking out for the clouds in the sky
you know his death was a cover up
the government took his life
motherf-cker

[chorus] yoko ono
mrs. lennon, o’ mrs. lennon
checking the sky to see if there’s no clouds
there’s no clouds
o’ then, i guess it must be alright

- guerilla war tactix

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