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letra de i wanna fight back - the o [bklyn]

outside the king’s supermarket a blue sky fell over
asphalt, white lines, chevrolets, toyotas
i was drunk and shovin’ babe ruth’s down my jacket
actin’ kinda sly like i was gonna pop a back zit
bob plant was singin’ about love, a whole lotta’ (wanna whole lotta love!)
jeffrey d was out pukin’ in the parkin lot
the scent of clorox, screams of babies, vacant stares on the pregnant ladies
and the fluorescence is giving me dizziness
one more peasant who’s drunk upon the fizziness
“busy, miss?” “yes!” “well, how’s about latеr?”
she’s passin’ me by, evеn if i had paid her
“waiter…” i said, to no one in particular
security grabbed me by the arm they didn’t know how sick i was

now i’m in the parking lot after my tequila reunion
and a black and white is rollin’ up slow, cruising
but i ain’t sweatin’ even though they rollin’ fat (why?!)
i got a big, black gat that go rat-tat-tat-tat like that
there’s blood everywhere
i ate the meat off their ribs, made a pillow with they hair
rolled a spare with the eyeb-lls, smashed em’ like fly b-lls
shot em’ out the sky watchin’ that goop fly up high
then back down to the floor
and i was shocked like tipper gore
to awaken from a dream, cuffed and stuffed, in a cell
though i huffed and i puffed i was still in h-ll
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t

well i was trapped in a cage man and i thought that it was all over
when who should come up on the scene? it was my old pal grover
the furry blue freak from sesame street who once sold me a sheet
yo wassup with you? the puppet who…
said, “you in jail? sh-t, man, what is this? sit over here, wig, we gotta talk business”
“check it, dg,” he said so seriously
“i know you’re trying to get free so listen to me,” he said
“i got some trips you won’t believe
the kind of sh-t that makes you leave
this stupid place, disgrace behind
you take yours, ’cause i took mine”
fine, i tongued the tab, breath baited as i waited for this super-sp-ce cab
and lo and behold, mmm the sh-t yeah, i felt it
i floated to the stars as the bars they melted
and i’m on another world getting blessed by the pope
with bob marley smokin’ dope
and then i touched the sky, and my head it was led to a zone then unknown
and my brain it was slain and did not feel no pain
and then i think, yeah, maybe, uh my trip ended
as slowly to the planet earth i descended
but not the planet earth of my birth, it had changed
’cause what it once was it had been rearranged
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna, i wanna, i wanna

and d-mn what a world, what a beautiful place
all the pigs was ashamed and coverin’ their face
kids liberated from the place they hated, faces aglow
and from a marmalade sky came a cocaine snow
god’s corpse brought out and it was silver-plattered
and everybody knew now just what mattered
and i was free to be what i am
without people tryin’ to make me just like them
and walkin’ through the park with the moon in the dark
when from a garage can crack came oscar the mack
and he wanted all my things, man, who’s pulling the strings on this jack?
as the bullet hit my back and i saw the other hand, and the place went black

i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back
i wanna fight back, but i can’t fight back

- the o bklyn

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