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lyrics
Africa, oh Africa
why have you been down for so long?
Is it blackened skin or replicas of empire states
we built upon ya?
My Daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Dad was there
I'm Mother's Mother's Mother's son of the oppressor
Pass the buck, we pass the buck
the wicked words that dribble from our tounges
Oh India, and eskimos can strap their boots and rise up on their own
My Daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Dad was there
I'm Mother's Mother's Mother's son of the oppressor
Oh no, my Dad said no
but your father clenched his fist and made him shake upon his throne
Don't go, the Pharoh said no
and you prayed the God of love would come and crush his every bone
Oh no, my Dad said no
but your father clenched his fist and made him shake upon his throne
So go, the Pharoh said go
for fear the God of love would come and crush his every bone
credits
from Son of the Oppressor,
released November 21, 2009
written and arranged by: Adam Rideout-Arkell, Matthew Rideout
vocals/lyrics, bass, guitar, beats, processed war-chants: Adam Rideout-Arkell
drums, djembe: Matthew Rideout
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