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letra de african space craft - jones keziah

(spoken intro)
cl-ss programme for the
african anarchist
14 carats he pleaded
yeah, just let me take the
grain like a criminal should
burdens? as in work-horse?
god works in mysterious ways
but never as a coolie
never as a coolie in the sweat
shop of a deranged mind
her chocolate stain is
the envy of caucasia.
on these empty pages
lies an -j-c-l-tory speech
will his letter survive?
will the words ever reach?
tell me will his letter survive?
will the words ever reach their destination?
well i can hear the call of the mosque
and the ringing of the bells
yeah, everlasting peace on earth
and the casting of spells
i can see thin white strips of cotton
and an ol’ wide broom
i can see their feelings all wrapped up and m-ffled
in an emotional room
now, it’s the 10th of january
and a taxi awaits to bring me to thee
but i’m a son of april
and, the only african container of religious sound. hey!
yeah, the only african container of religious sound
so they make love on the 11th, f-ck on the 12th
and on the 13th they depart
back to the world of school uniforms,
perfects with guns and jackboots with heart
would a true story of cultural splinters
ever shred you as a tear?
they were making love on a bed of emotional rizla
to burn away the fear
they were making love on a bed of emotional rizla
to burn away the fear

- jones keziah

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