If The FBI Never Made Your Mama Cry

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If The FBI Never Made Your Mama Cry
Words:
If The FBI Never Made Your Mama Cry
Broken Dreams and Promises, They’ve All Gone By
Broken Dreams and Promises, They’ve All Gone By
But if the FBI never made your mama cry
Then You Can’t Understand, no, understand why
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Yo, sister be glad you were eight,
the day the FBI Lay In Wait
Yo, sister be glad they thought you were in school
the day the world was so fucking cruel
Yo, sister be glad, so glad
that you never saw our mama so sad
Yo, sister be glad you were eight,
the day the FBI Lay In Wait
….
I was looking out the window to the roses, pretty roses
I heard a strange dog bark and saw strange poses, scary poses
Strange Monsters were lurking round
The FBI was on the ground
I was scared to the bone
As I stood there all alone
The house it started to shake
It was like an earthquake
A lamp fell to the floor
As I raced to lock the door
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Then it was silence, it was all like it was all gone
There was silence, was it just my imagination what I had known
There was silence, and I looked all around
There was silence, there was no FBI on the ground
There was silence, there was blood on my fingers
There was silence, but a strange sulfur smell I smelt still lingers
There was silence, till I heard a door squeaking
And then water dripping and water leaking and that door still squeaking
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Broken Dreams and Promises, They’ve All Gone By
Broken Dreams and Promises, They’ve All Gone By
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And I walk to the kitchen sink and I look to the floor tile
And I stare at a dead face with a smile, a smiling dead face, my smile
And just four I say the only prayer I ever knew, I said grace
As I looked at my own dead face
as I look at my own dead eyes
I remember mama’s cries
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If the FBI never made your mama cry
Then you can’t understand, no, understand why
If the FBI never made your mama cry
Then you can’t understand, no, understand, no, understand, no understand, undertand why
There is going to be bombs bursting in the air
There is going to be screams, there going to be screams, every, every where
There is going to be bombs bursting in the air
there is going to be screams, every, every where
There is going to be revenge coming a way
There is going to be revenge coming that day
There is going to be bombs bursting in the air
There is going to be be screams, every, every where
going to be revenge, going to be revenge, going to be revenge that day
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Broken Dreams and Promises, They’ve All Gone By
Broken Dreams and Promises, They’ve All Gone By
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The Ghost, the victims of your votes
are coming round
The ghost, the victims of your votes
we are going to get your down
…..
If you don’t remember being poor
The FBI hiding under the porch floor
If the FBI never made your mama cry
Then you can’t understand, no you can’t understand, understand, why
Copyright 2011

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