Starvation is the creation of the devil, a rebel
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I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow
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Bringin' flowers to a grave in the middle
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Of the city isolation is a riddle
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To be surrounded by a million other people
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But to feel alone like a tree in a desert
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Dried up like the skin of a lizard
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But full of colour like the spots of a leopard
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Drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd
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Scratch my itch like a needle on a record
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Full of life like a man gone to Mecca
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Sky high like an eagle up soaring
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I speak low but I'm like a lion roaring
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Baritone like a Robeson recordin'
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I'm givin' thanks for bein' human every morning
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Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap
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Can I hear it once again
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Boom Bap tell your neighbour tell afriend
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Every box gotta right to be bomin'
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Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap
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Can I hear it once again
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Boom Bap tell your neighbour tell a friend
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Every flower got a right to be boomin'
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Be resistant
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The negativity we keep it at a distance
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Call for backup and I'll give you some assistance
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Like a lifesaver deep in the ocean
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Stay afloat here upon the funky motion
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Rock and roll upon the waves of the season
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Hold your breath and your underwater breathin'
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To be rhymin' without a real reason
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Is to claim but not to practice a religon
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If television is the drug of the nation
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Satellite is immaculate reception
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Beaming in they can look and they can listen
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So you see don't believe in the system
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To legalize you or give you your freedom
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You want rights ask em', they'll read em'
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But every flower got a right to be bloomin'
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Stay human
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[Chorus]
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All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
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You see Y2K ya know is a moment
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In time we find that we can open
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Up a heart that's locked or been broken
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By the pain of words not spoken
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Or shot by guns a still smokin'
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Cartwrights out on the Ponderosa
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Or drive by bang in Testarossa
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We need to heed the words of Dalai Lama
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Or at least the words of yo mama
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Take a mental trip to the Bahamas
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Steam your body in a stereo sauna, sauna, comma
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[Chorus]
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Stay Human (All The Freaky People)
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| Michael Franti & Spearhead |
