Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Stop Asking Me To Come To The Statehouse
Let me know when someone wants to stand up for mother earth. I will be there with my bells, whistles, bows and drum
But....don't ask me to support cops who have beaten me...I am just not there yet....forgive me.
Well- you can have me all the time
Or you can never come my way
But Mother Earth is waiting for you
There's a debt you've got to pay
I don't care how rich you are
I don't care what you earn
You know that when it all comes down
You've got to go back to Mother Earth
You know you may have a million dollars
Or you may drive a cadillac
You may have enough money
To buy anything, anything you lack
Well- I don't care how rich you are
I don't care what you're worth
Cuz you know when it all comes down
You've got to go back
You've got to go back to
Mother Earth
You know you shook me, Babe
You shook me all night loooooooong
You know you shook me, Baby
You shook me all night loooooooong
You shook me so hard, Baby.....
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Cops,
Heart,
Mother Earth
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