It's frustratin' when you just can't express yourself And it's hard to trust enough to undress yourself To stand exposed and naked, in a world full of hatred Where the sick thoughts of mankind control all the sacred
I pause, take a step back record all the setbacks Fast forward towards the stars in the jetpack My feet might fail me, my heart might ail me The synagogues of satan might accuse or jail me
I've got something to say Oh eyo Yesterday is gone Tomorrow's on the way
That name on that birth certificate, that ain't the real me That ain't the real me, the lies can't conceal me The sunrise and the moon tides and the skies gonna reveal me My brain pours water out my tear ducts to heal me
I've got something to say Oh eyo Yesterday is gone Tomorrow's on the way
The message grab ahold to every ears it gets whispered in The waters in the bayous of new orleans still glistening, yeah The universe is listening, be careful what you say in it My grandma told me every bed a nigger make, he lay in it
I've got something to say Oh eyo Yesterday is gone Tomorrow's on the way
The church you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies
I've got something to say Oh eyo Yesterday is gone Tomorrow's on the way
I've got something to say Oh eyo Yesterday is gone Tomorrow's on the way
Compositor: Ryuichi Sakamoto ECAD: Obra #13173080 Fonograma #17770246