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wake up baby, rise and shine
can't you see, you're on borrowed time
why don't you go take another swig of that
sweet cherry wine
that you bought down the street, oh
so gentrified
now won't you come on down
from Vernon's temple mount
where you pay through the nose
and run your mouth
where the grass grows green
and the dirt all seems so proud
to be among the in crowd
but goeth that pride
in the still of the night
when you're just another
mind out of time
if i see you walk that line
you ain't no friend of mine
across town there's another kind of pride
that don't know the day and don't know the night
where the streets stay born to
keep from dyin'
where the kings and queens, oh
treat you in kind
but if they're seen wearing crowns
along the dunes of Sandtown
or their voices too loud sing
the blues on Greenmount
well you best believe
believe they'll be shot down
while the bird flies 'round
hoping something goes down
and the babies wonder why
in the still of the night
why mama's wide awake
watching daddy cry
if i see you walk that line
you ain't no friend of mine
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Vagabond St. (Demo)
06:53
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walk with me down dead end streets
where once rich men wash their feet
where the steel men fight the heat
where the councilmen whisper sweet
where the army man cries to me
"boy you wouldn't believe what i've seen"
and you know
as well as me
yeah you know
as well as me
it was just another day on
vagabond street
now let go of those dreams you hold
where streets are paved with yesterday's gold
where the walking dead are free to roam
where pocket change cleans your soul
where the junkies and the flunkies go
to sell a tale long been sold
where the junkies and the flunkies go
to sell a tale long been sold
cause you and i both know
you and i both know
that ain't what we saw on
vagabond row
with my child at my knee
one day we'll meet
a prizefighter on his knees
on the ropes for all to see
and i'll wink at him
and whisper sweet
"that ain't what we saw on vagabond street"
and you know as well as me
that ain't what we saw on
vagabond street
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black and brown lay dead on the ground
at the hands of a fistful of lead
lawman proud, shot another one down
and American rivers run red
trade me
some of your blue skin
and maybe
ill go kill a man
and fit right in
Eric, Sandra, Walter, Mike, Kimani, Tamir
Rekia, Sean, Aiyana, Laquan
just a few names on a trail of tears
been through Baltimore from day one
trade me
some of your blue skin
and maybe
ill go kill a man
and fit right in
Tyrone West called to Freddie Gray
atop the pile in Fred Hampton's grave
he said "man i'm afraid i'm dying in vain.
but i'm proud to share my name
with the strongest women ever been made
pounding the streets day after day"
and for you, Tawanda
our glasses we raise
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