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Michael Franks - Oh My God lyrics
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 Oh my, oh my God
 Out here mama they got us livin? suicide
 Singin? oh my, oh my God
 Out here mama they got us livin? genocide
 Slam bam I come unseen
 But like gasoline you tell I?m in the tank
 Like money in the bank
 I smell appealing, but I?m toxic, can send you reeling
 Without an inklin?, keep ya thinkin?
 ?cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead
 Fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin? nothin?s wrong
 Still believing the systems workin?
 While half of my people are still out of workin?
 Anonymous notesleft in the pockets and coats
 Of judges and juries from ?Frisco and Jersey
 Threats and protests politicians mob debts
 Trumped up charges and phony arrests
 Stage a lethal injection, the night before the election
 ?cause he got donations from the prison guard?s union
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 Listen to my stethoscope on a rope
 Internal lullabies, human cries
 Thumps and silence, the language and violence
 Algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic
 You can make a life longer, but you can?t save it
 You can make a clone and then you try to enslave it?
 Stealin? DNA samples from the unborn
 And then you comin? after usMichael Franks - Oh My God - http://motolyrics.com/michael-franks/oh-my-god-lyrics.html
 ?cause we sampled a James Brown horn?
 Scientists who?s God is progress
 A four-headed sheep is their latest project
 The CIA runin? like that Jones from Indiana
 But they still won?t talk about that Jones in Guyana
 This ain?t no cartoon, no one slips on bananas
 Do you really think that that car killed Diana
 Hell I shot Ronald Regan, I shot JFK
 I slept with Marilyn she sung me ?Happy Birthday?
 Singin?
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 Well politicians got lipstick on the collar
 The whole media started to holler
 But I don?t give a fuck who they screwin? in private
 I wanna know who they screwin? in public
 Robbin?, cheatin?, stealin?
 White collar criminal
 McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin?
 Send you home a weepin?, with a fat bill for your Caribbean weekend
 For just about anything they can bust us
 False advertising sayin? ?Halls of Justice?
 You tellin? the youth don?t be so violent
 Then you drop bombs on every single continent
 Mandatory minimum sentencin?
 ?cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine
 Do that again another ten up in the pen
 I feel so mad I wanna bomb an institution
 Singin?
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