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Citizen Cope




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Citizen Cope Album


The Clarence Greenwood Recordings (09/14/2004)
09/14/2004
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Deep (instrumental)
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Things have been getting real heavy these days
The media the system
The people chasing pay
Somebody's got a rifle he won't turn the other cheek
Now it's his turn

Things have been getting real hectic these days
An eye for an eye
A spade is a spade
They're shouting him down and he's running away
Now it's his turn

CHORUS:
I believe in
The same thing that makes the night become day
Tide and the water
Sons and the daughters
Can't hide it can't fight it
Love
I'm a say it again
It's the same things that makes the moonlight
Meet up with the sunlight
Can't fight it can't buy it
Love
I'm a say it again

When cut deep the same blood we bleed
We're not immune to addiction or disease
Got violent deaths in our family trees
Now it's our turn

Things have been seeming real ready these days
From the North to the South to the East to the West
Happiness is a bullet to your chest
When it's your turn

CHORUS (2x)

. . .


(yay.. uh huh uh huh.. oh..)
The woman that I love is forty feet tall
she's a movie star, she's all in the papers and
everywhere i go, people hand me quarters and
they pat me on the back, they treat me like i'm famous.
I never leave her side cuz today can be dangerous, and when the night arrives the light hits her features and
cars drive by just so they can see her, and
she never bats and eye when someone takes a picture.

Chorus:
Mr officer, if you come to take her
then that means one of us,
gunna end up in the stretcher.
Say, Mr officer, if you come to take her
then that means that one of us
gunna end up in a stretcher....
say... gunna end up in the paper (end chorus)

If I had a pistol I'd brandish it and wave it,
she's the only one alive that knows that i'm not crazy,
she's gunna testify on my behalf down at the navy
so i can get some peace and provide for my babies
Got a stick in a bottle, i pretend I got a razor
helicoptors and cameras are shooting for the station
they say that a wild man is defending his lady,
but for some odd reason, they're calling you a painting

(Chorus) repeat three times

. . .


Sometimes I miss a step
I stumble here and there
I'm findin' my way home
If I'm lost then I'll admit
Sometimes i plain forget
But I'm findin' my way home
You can try and stand in my way
You can say what you're gonna say
But I'm finding my way home

. . .


Yeah yeah yeah

Rollin' down a highway
Like a rocket
God I'm headed to town now
Can't stop it
With the wheels in my hand
As I stand
On the floor
Of the board
Of this car
On the road

Got this woman in the back seat
She my wifey
In the middle of delivery
Man she saves me
To this day I don't know why
She picked me up
When I was down
On the road
With the wind
And it blowed

Well the son's gonna rise in a mile
In a mile you'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see, after me
You'll be out of the dark
Yeah you'll get your shot

Yeah the son's gonna rise in a mile
In a mile you'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see, after me
You'll be out of the dark
Yeah you'll get your shot yeah

(guitar solo)

Rollin' down a highway
Like a rocket
Well I'm headed to town now
Can't stop it
And the wheels in my hand
As I stand
On the floor
Of the board
Of this car
On the road
Got this woman in the back seat
She my wifey
In the middle of delivery
Man she saves me
To this day I don't know why
She picked me up
When I was down
On the road
With the wind
And it blowed

So a son gonna rise in a mile
In a mile you'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see, after me
You'll be out of the dark
Yeah you'll get your shot

Yeah the son gonna rise in a mile
In a mile, you'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see, after me
You'll be out of the dark
Yeah you'll get your shot yeah

Rollin' down a highway
Like a rocket
Well I'm headed to town now
Can't stop it
With the wheels in my hand
As I stand
On the floor
Of the board
Of this car

(On the road)

(guitar solo)

The son's gonna rise in a mile
In a mile, you'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see, after me
You'll be out of the dark
Yeah you'll get your shot yeah

Yeah the son's gonna rise in a mile
In a mile, you'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see, after me
You'll be out of the dark
Yeah you'll get your shot yeah

. . .


You know it ain't easy
For these thoughts here to leave me
There's no words to describe it
In French or in English

`cause diamonds they fade
And flowers they bloom
And I'm telling you

These feelings won't go away
They've been knockin' me sideways
They've been knockin' me out lately
Whenever you come around me

These feelings won't go away
They've been knockin' me sideways
I keep thinking in a moment that
Time will take them away
But these feelings won't go away

. . .


Well I'm waiting on the day
When the people walk free to see
When the penitentiary is on fire
When there's no need
To bleed
For your mother or your brother
Or the one that bomes before you whoa
Well I'm waiting on a time when people walk free to see
>From the renitentiary in our mind
When there's no need to bleed
For your father
Or your son
Or the one that you've become
When the penitentiary is on fire
When the penitentiary is on fire

. . .


Chorus
I will carry you through the hurricane waters
And I'll remember you in the blue skies
I will carry you in the hurricane waters
And I'll remember you in the blue skies

Something happens when
You're caught searchingfor an answer
When you're stuck in the middle
Of a place you don't belong
When you start to lose sight of what's right and wrong
When we started it was innocent
'Cause when we started it was innocent

Chorus

Until we meet again
Until it's like it was
Until then
Until the answers start raining down
Until the skies open up until the trumpet sounds
Until then
Until the city and the county ain't divided
Until then
Until the spirit and the mind ain't fighting
Until the scenes of tomorrow and today finally will play

Chorus

. . .



I've been sinning
I've been livin'
I've been beaten
By Saturdays
On a diamond
I lay on a diamond
On a diamond
I lay awake
D'Artagnan
Good ol' D'Artagnan
He ain't got a thing on me
I've been minding
To my field of timing
Too bad your time in
It just never came

Well I don't know how else to say it
In a diffrent way
But why don't you just fade away
'Cause there's a battle going on
Down south of Babylon
So why don;t you just fade away

I've been dealing
I've been healing
I've been dealing
A crooked game
Thieving pirates

. . .


Mr.Dali Lamas
Another sister's shootin' heroin tomorrow
Amputees in Freetown
Sierra Leone's
The church wasn't honest
The state put the youth in a harness
Creatin' hostility among us
Teacher said no college
Still the kid's gotta get a check with a couple commas
People wanna bomb us
More people gotta scatter and run from us
You can blame it on Zeus and Apollo and Adonis

But what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away

But what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away

I've been knowing her for years
I've been seeing her for years she got dark, dark wavy hair
With a voice like she just don't care
She got a skirt with a halter top
She's got a dad who never gave a fuck
She drink a beer with a malted shot
She got knocked up in a pickup truck
But she got engaged when she was nineteen
To this dude who was acting insane
Had a .45 that he always cleaned
Said one day one day one too many days
Now she ducked and she ran away
Never to be heard from, never to be seen
I check the cover of a magazine
I'm just wondering how, just wondering how

But what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away

. . .


Got the law man, The con man
The liquor store man
Got the man at the premiere to "Spider-Man"
Got the old man calling on the young man
Got the soul man trying to keep a hold man

I seen the stars lookin in her eyes
So many times i tried
Seen a man who caught the rainbow's end
He claimed
That the pot of gold resided within

(CHORUS)
For a name in the U.S.A.
For a little bit of fame today
For a name in the world today
You want to fly high
You want to fly high
You want to fly(x2)
You want to fly high
Got the this is your land man
This is my land man
Got the blood on the tracks man
Got the guilty man
Got the innocent man
Got the buffalo soldier
The dreadlock Rastaman

Seen the stars looking in her eyes
So many times I've tried
Talked to a man who caught the
raninbow's end he found
That the pot of gold resided within

Chorus (2x)

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Deep

[No lyrics]

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