Well they hung John Brown in 1859
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After his revolt did not go fine.
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Trying to free the slaves was a noble cause,
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Like putting one's faith in the Wizard of Oz.
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And I know they've got John Brown in the ground,
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Yet I know his story's not fully text-book bound.
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And I know his body's a molderin' away,
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And I know his rifles have long turned to clay.
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But I figure it's time to bring him some respect,
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After all his spirit must be quite abject
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After being lynched for humanitarian deeds,
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Giving Brown a hand is exactly what he needs.
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So I'm here in West Virginia with my Oujia Board,
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To bring back faith in a soldier long ignored.
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It's possible you'd think my intentions are scary,
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With this séance that I'm having at Harpers Ferry.
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CHORUS
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'Cause now I'm channeling John Brown's ghost.
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Because John Brown was an abolitionist
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He did his thing at Harpers Ferry, though he missed
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The opportunity to lead a slave revolt
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Because the West Virginian army made him holt.
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He got caught by some racists who weren't down
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With his liberal liberation, much too profound.
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He was saving the souls of a suppressed race,
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Society cut him down, shoved their morals in face.
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They said John Brown, John Brown
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Just surrender now.
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John Brown, John Brown,
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We just don't know how
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You could ever think you'd get away with this.
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His public execution was their ultimate diss.
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REPEAT CHORUS
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So I'm here at Harpers Ferry, waiting for a sign
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To communicate with John Brown, through his mind.
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And I'm focusing on his very brave deeds
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Occasional respect is what the dead need.
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Then all of a sudden, he appears to me
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Like I'm Macbeth, and he's the witches three.
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He looks into my eyes, like they're two jars
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And says, "Hello, you must be Lars."
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And I'm quite surprise to see Brown today,
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Levitating like Slimer, and pale as clay.
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Yet he looks tired, and he looks warn,
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The expression in his eyes is somewhat forlorn.
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I ask him for advice on racial harmony
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He tells me to continue fighting bigotry.
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He says we can look forward to a new society,
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And that he digs the song I did with B.
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The Séance At Harpers Ferry
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MC Lars Horris |