Michael Franti And Spearhead

Oh My God
(chorus) Oh my, oh my God out here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' oh my, oh my God out here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' Oh my, oh my God out here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' Oh my, oh my God, oh my God Slam bam I come unseen but like gasoline you could tell I'm in the tank like money in the bank I smell appealing, but I'm toxic, can send you reeling without an inklin', keep ya thinkin' 'cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin' nothin's wrong selling firewater behind hot, loading the bomb still believing the systems workin' while half of my people are still out of workin' anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats of judges and juries from 'Frisco and Jersey threats and protests politicians mob debts trumped up charges and phony arrests stage a lethal injection, the night before the election 'cause he got donations from the prison guard's union Letras de canciones(chorus) Oh my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' oh my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' Oh my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' Oh my, oh my God, oh my God Listenin' to my stethoscope on a rope internal lullabies, human cries thumps and silence, the language of violence algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic you can make a life longer, but you can't save it you can make a clone and then you try to enslave it? stealin' DNA samples from the unborn and then you comin' after us 'cause we sampled a James Brown horn? scientists who's God is progress a four-headed sheep is their latest project the CIA runin' like they're Jones from Indiana but they still won't talk about that Jones in Guyana this ain't no cartoon, no one slips on bananas do you really think that that car killed Diana hell I shot Ronald Regan, I shot JFK I slept with Marilyn she sung me “Happy Birthday” (chorus) my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' oh my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' Oh my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' Oh my, oh my God, oh my God and we say na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na and we say na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na Well politicians got lipstick on the collar the whole media started to holler but I don't give a damn who they screwin' in private I wanna know who they screwin' in public robbin', cheatin', stealin' white collar criminal McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin' send you home a weepin', with a fair bill for your Caribbean weekend for just about anything they can bust us false advertising sayin' “Halls of Justice” you tellin' the youth don't be so violent then you drop bombs on every single continent mandatory minimum sentencin' 'cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine do that again another ten up in the beneficial oh man I wanna peaceful revolution singin' Oh my, oh my God an' maybe he say oh my, oh my god here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' oh my, oh my God here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' Oh my, oh my God, oh my God and we say na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na and we say na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na cause they're never gonna stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, no Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet ah, ah, ah (Thanks to Aradia for correcting these lyrics) From Letras Mania