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You can't try the heart in the courts of men If lust for life is quiet, then guilty I am Send me off to the gallows old She is faithful, the day is cold Like those before, I'll walk the plank I'll get shot up Like those before Feet on the door; open it up Try and say something true History smiles upon the few Free thinking liberality Has no place in society I've been sentenced under laws of the king A man I've never met and he knows not me If treason charge, then treason be If treason is the will to be free Watch what you say White leaders pray we do not stray Like M.L.K., like Kennedy They watch Chomsky Is it any wonder why We're obsessed with suicide? Stuck in the garden of mass appeal Ever fasting for something real
Is it any wonder why We're obsessed with suicide? Stuck in the garden of mass appeal Ever fasting for something real Say something true (I have a dream To fight against their anger) Watch what you say White leaders pray we do not stray And if you do, the bullet's cue Is taken from truth Try and say something true History smiles upon the few Free thinking liberality Has no place in society Frown upon the gifted one Intellect is no match for guns From the poison well we drink Blood's on the pages of history's ink
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