If I told you what I'd seen
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Would you believe me
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Or leave me alone
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If I told you what I feel would you believe me
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Or leave me alone
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Razor wire on the street every corner
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Ninety degrees at six in the morning
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Boilin' water for the tea of a nation
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Plantin' seeds for the next generation
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Run like mad just to make a connection
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Pack whatcha need for your own protection
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Dancin' to the rhythm of the wheels on the street
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Long, long strides on the hot concrete
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Hello, hello
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Does anybody need a place to go?
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To call your own
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Numbers gone and the numbers come
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Try your best makin' two outta one
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Work all day in the mid-day sun
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Break your back 'til the night time comes
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Sing for your bread and sing for your water
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Sing for your sons and sing for your daughters
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Sing for your pops and sing for your mamas
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Sing for your breakfast pray for ya supper
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Hello, hello
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Does anybody need a place to go?
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To call your own
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Sometimes it may seem
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The world has just abandoned you
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And there's no future you can see
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Sometimes it may seem
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There's no point it going on
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It's already decided but keep holdin' on, keep holdin' on
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What I've Seen
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| Michael Franti & Spearhead |
