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Don't Fret
02:29
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By all the things that we've gone by
and all the things that we've gone by
Just don't fret and tell me to stand by
You just fret and tell me to stand by
All the days that we've seen and cried
and for the nights that I wish you'd died
Just relax I'll be by your side
and just don't talk, you know I can't abide
And all our friends, well, they're just lies
And oh, this town! --Well it sucks sometimes
How I wish that we'd just fly
Sometimes I wish that they weren't alive
Easy comes as easy goes
Iggy comes and Ziggy flows
How I knew that I had to try?
'Cause if I tried then I would be mine
So for all the things that we've gone by
For all the things that we've gone by
Just don't fret and tell me to stand by
You just fret and tell me to stand by
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2. |
Washington
03:58
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“slaughter slaughter”
white man on the gold coast landing
“slaughter slaughter”
and my lance means nothing to him
“slaughter slaughter”
"run my child, warn doom’s impending"
“slaughter slaughter”
(they) grab my child, (she’s too) under the brim
“water water”
I can still hear her heart beating
“water water”
and the ship’s still under the sea
“water water”
our new masters’ boat is leaking
“water water”
in these dark waters, what’s left of me?
Oh they caught her, they beat her, they raped her
but she fought them and hit back and taunted them
so they lynched and hanged my daughter
signed with her blood a new world order
take “caution caution”
the negro on the coast is waiting
“caution caution”
lance in hand, won’t go down with ease
“caution caution”
grab his child, bait him in our trappings
“caution caution”
under the brim, our King is pleased
into the “ocean ocean”
the slaves will break our mighty chains
“ocean ocean”
(they’re) the coal that fuels our newborne states
into the “ocean ocean”
throw the bodies of his kin
“ocean ocean”
may the Atlantic wash their sins
Oh we caught her, we beat her, we taught her
but she fought us and hit back and taunted us
so we lynched and hanged his daughter
signed with her blood a new world order
“daughter daughter”
(You should) see what became of me
“daughter daughter”
thirty years after they let you sink
“daughter daughter”
a servant to the chief of white man
“daughter daughter”
I who once was a Gold Coast king
“daughter daughter”
I can still see you smile in the sky
“daughter daughter”
as the white chief lays down to die
“daughter daughter”
and though he set me free in his old age
“daughter daughter”
his sons and daughter this did not obey
Oh they caught you, they beat you, they taught you
but you fought them and hit back and taunted them
so they lynched and hanged you, daughter
signed with your blood a new world order
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GHOSTS OF FUTURE PAST Brighton, UK
Formed in late 2011, the GHOSTS OF FUTURE PAST are a band based in Brighton, UK, comprising of:
BISHOP,
bass
CHRISOULIS, vocals/guitar
SILVERWOOD, guitar/vocals
A fully illustrated concept album in the making, '19X84' is a post-modern study on the effect that turns of centuries have had on modern history.
A shorter EP, entitled '4X84' is set to be released in Autumn 2013.
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