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    I woke up on Champs-Élysées to the Djembe of Ghana<br />
    A fine lady from Belize said "You got the spirit of a Fela"<br />
    A young one dripping make-up put her hands out to holla<br />
    And I gave her what I got but couldn't handle her broken heart<br />
    The right words in the hands of dissidents with the fire<br />
    Will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars<br />
    Well I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr<br />
    But even more so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward, yeah<br />
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    Will all these things I wait for revelation<br />
    These things make me want to duck for cover<br />
    With all these things I wait for revolution<br />
    These things ask the biggest question to me<br />
    And it's are you what you want to be<br />
    So are you what you want to be?<br />
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    The war machines will put out both its hands for a dollar<br />
    It's drinking at the table with the chrome hand guerrillas<br />
    The young ones dripping make-up lift her leg up to holla<br />
    Well, I told her what she's got should be protected in the arms of love<br />
    The right things in the hands of dissidents with the fire<br />
    Will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars<br />
    Well I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr<br />
    But even more so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward<br />
    <br />
    Will all these things I wait for revelation<br />
    These things make me want to duck for cover<br />
    With all these things I wait for revolution<br />
    These things ask the biggest question to me<br />
    And it's are you what you want to be<br />
    So are you what you want to be?<br />
    <br />
    Are you what you want to be<br />
    So are you what you want to be? <br />
    <br />
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