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Hey you there with the colored hair Ring in you’re nose and feet that are bare What’s wrong with you And how about you standing by the building With holes in the clothes that you’re wearing Yeah we’re staring at you What about you old man with the cup in your hand holding a sign that says Vietnam and Begging for food Get the hell out of here black face you’re race ain’t allowed in this place and if you have a problem with my space I’ll get out my mace and Spray you Oh dear look at Mr. and Mrs. Queer yeah get over here but not too near cause I’m gonna bust you’re ear so you can hear What my God said about you Yeah man there’s pain all around If you just put you’re feet on the ground It can be found So many people down And if you don’t make a sound And listen You will see it If everybody could just be kind And not worry about taking the time To give someone a piece of the pie Just to see the look in their eyes Just for the feeling And just maybe one by one We can make a difference And then everyone will Take stock in mans lot Uncover the plot Of the people on top To keep Status quo And then all the faces of the world can have acceptance have something more and everyone everywhere and everyplace can live as one human race Could you imagine that place What a world That would be One humanity Unilaterally Indiscriminately As far as the eye can see Maybe someday we Can have it in our country So start right now Get up and get out Make a difference somehow There’s no time to take a bow Once all man is allowed To be proud and To be equal then we as people will know there’s no more hurt and no more pain and that it will always remain forever in gods name only right there and then Can we rest and savor in Knowing what we did and what it was worth and that everyone is truly equal at birth and will be All Their Life
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Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 9:28 PM UTC
Hey You There
Hey you there with the colored hair Ring in you’re nose and feet that are bare What’s wrong with you And how about you standing by the building With holes in the clothes that you’re wearing Yeah we’re staring at you What about you old man with the cup in your hand holding a sign that says Vietnam and Begging for food Get the hell out of here black face you’re race ain’t allowed in this place and if you have a problem with my space I’ll get out my mace and Spray you Oh dear look at Mr. and Mrs. Queer yeah get over here but not too near cause I’m gonna bust you’re ear so you can hear What my God said about you Yeah man there’s pain all around If you just put you’re feet on the ground It can be found So many people down And if you don’t make a sound And listen You will see it If everybody could just be kind And not worry about taking the time To give someone a piece of the pie Just to see the look in their eyes Just for the feeling And just maybe one by one We can make a difference And then everyone will Take stock in mans lot Uncover the plot Of the people on top To keep Status quo And then all the faces of the world can have acceptance have something more and everyone everywhere and everyplace can live as one human race Could you imagine that place What a world That would be One humanity Unilaterally Indiscriminately As far as the eye can see Maybe someday we Can have it in our country So start right now Get up and get out Make a difference somehow There’s no time to take a bow Once all man is allowed To be proud and To be equal then we as people will know there’s no more hurt and no more pain and that it will always remain forever in gods name only right there and then Can we rest and savor in Knowing what we did and what it was worth and that everyone is truly equal at birth and will be All Their Life
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Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 9:28 PM UTC
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