My only chance not easy to see
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I'm not the great communicator that I used to be apparently
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But I know what it means when I hear screams
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And it's the sonics not the phonics
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And it's all in the delivery
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Now I'm learning 'bout what lies underneath
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So if you catch me speaking through my teeth
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Oh you've gotta stop me now
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I keep my ear to the street
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And I keep on reading lips and looks
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As I'm looking for that perfect beat
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But I know it's all down to me
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And if something's lost in the translation
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I know I shouldn't take it so personally
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But your answers look like efforts to me
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We've been ebonic since we been 13, oh
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You like me now
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They get detached from what's been going on
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They feed you crap you can't keep growing old
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They give you stats to tell you you're nothing at all
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And wanna be
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And now your answers look like efforts to me
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We've been ebonic since we been 13, oh
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You like me now
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They get detached from what's been going on
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They feed you crap, you can't keep growing old
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They give you stats to tell you you're nothing at all
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And wanna be
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Who you wanna be?
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The Great Communicator
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| Ted Leo & The Pharmacists |
