歌曲 | Oh My God |
歌手 | Michael Franti |
专辑 | Songs From The Front Porch: An Acoustic Collection |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics to Oh My God : | |
(chorus) | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin’ genocide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
Slam bam I come unseen | |
but like gasoline you could tell I’m in the tank | |
like money in the bank | |
I smell appealing, but I’m toxic, can send you reeling | |
without an inklin’, keep ya thinkin’ | |
‘cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead | |
fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin’ nothin’s wrong | |
selling firewater behind hot, loading the bomb | |
still believing the systems workin’ | |
while half of my people are still out of workin’ | |
anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats | |
of judges and juries from ‘Frisco and Jersey | |
threats and protests politicians mob debts | |
trumped up charges and phony arrests | |
stage a lethal injection, the night before the election | |
‘cause he got donations from the prison guard’s union | |
(chorus) | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ genocide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
Listenin' to my stethoscope on a rope | |
internal lullabies, human cries | |
thumps and silence, the language of violence | |
algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic | |
you can make a life longer, but you can’t save it | |
you can make a clone and then you try to enslave it? | |
stealin’ DNA samples from the unborn | |
and then you comin’ after us | |
‘cause we sampled a James Brown horn? | |
scientists who’s God is progress | |
a four-headed sheep is their latest project | |
the CIA runin’ like they're Jones from Indiana | |
but they still won’t talk about that Jones in Guyana | |
this ain’t no cartoon, no one slips on bananas | |
do you really think that that car killed Diana | |
hell I shot Ronald Regan, I shot JFK | |
I slept with Marilyn she sung me “Happy Birthday” | |
(chorus) | |
my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ genocide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
Well politicians got lipstick on the collar | |
the whole media started to holler | |
but I don’t give a damn who they screwin’ in private | |
I wanna know who they screwin’ in public | |
robbin’, cheatin’, stealin’ | |
white collar criminal | |
McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin’ | |
send you home a weepin’, with a fair bill for your Caribbean weekend | |
for just about anything they can bust us | |
false advertising sayin’ “Halls of Justice” | |
you tellin’ the youth don’t be so violent | |
then you drop bombs on every single continent | |
mandatory minimum sentencin’ | |
‘cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine | |
do that again another ten up in the beneficial | |
oh man I wanna peaceful revolution | |
singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
an' maybe he say oh my, oh my god | |
here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin’ genocide singin’ | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
cause they're never gonna stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, no | |
Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, | |
sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet | |
ah, ah, ah |
Lyrics to Oh My God : | |
chorus | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
Slam bam I come unseen | |
but like gasoline you could tell I' m in the tank | |
like money in the bank | |
I smell appealing, but I' m toxic, can send you reeling | |
without an inklin', keep ya thinkin' | |
' cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead | |
fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin' nothin' s wrong | |
selling firewater behind hot, loading the bomb | |
still believing the systems workin' | |
while half of my people are still out of workin' | |
anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats | |
of judges and juries from ' Frisco and Jersey | |
threats and protests politicians mob debts | |
trumped up charges and phony arrests | |
stage a lethal injection, the night before the election | |
' cause he got donations from the prison guard' s union | |
chorus | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
Listenin' to my stethoscope on a rope | |
internal lullabies, human cries | |
thumps and silence, the language of violence | |
algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic | |
you can make a life longer, but you can' t save it | |
you can make a clone and then you try to enslave it? | |
stealin' DNA samples from the unborn | |
and then you comin' after us | |
' cause we sampled a James Brown horn? | |
scientists who' s God is progress | |
a fourheaded sheep is their latest project | |
the CIA runin' like they' re Jones from Indiana | |
but they still won' t talk about that Jones in Guyana | |
this ain' t no cartoon, no one slips on bananas | |
do you really think that that car killed Diana | |
hell I shot Ronald Regan, I shot JFK | |
I slept with Marilyn she sung me " Happy Birthday" | |
chorus | |
my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
Well politicians got lipstick on the collar | |
the whole media started to holler | |
but I don' t give a damn who they screwin' in private | |
I wanna know who they screwin' in public | |
robbin', cheatin', stealin' | |
white collar criminal | |
McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin' | |
send you home a weepin', with a fair bill for your Caribbean weekend | |
for just about anything they can bust us | |
false advertising sayin' " Halls of Justice" | |
you tellin' the youth don' t be so violent | |
then you drop bombs on every single continent | |
mandatory minimum sentencin' | |
' cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine | |
do that again another ten up in the beneficial | |
oh man I wanna peaceful revolution | |
singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
an' maybe he say oh my, oh my god | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
cause they' re never gonna stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, no | |
Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, | |
sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet | |
ah, ah, ah |
Lyrics to Oh My God : | |
chorus | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
out here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
Slam bam I come unseen | |
but like gasoline you could tell I' m in the tank | |
like money in the bank | |
I smell appealing, but I' m toxic, can send you reeling | |
without an inklin', keep ya thinkin' | |
' cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead | |
fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin' nothin' s wrong | |
selling firewater behind hot, loading the bomb | |
still believing the systems workin' | |
while half of my people are still out of workin' | |
anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats | |
of judges and juries from ' Frisco and Jersey | |
threats and protests politicians mob debts | |
trumped up charges and phony arrests | |
stage a lethal injection, the night before the election | |
' cause he got donations from the prison guard' s union | |
chorus | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
Listenin' to my stethoscope on a rope | |
internal lullabies, human cries | |
thumps and silence, the language of violence | |
algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic | |
you can make a life longer, but you can' t save it | |
you can make a clone and then you try to enslave it? | |
stealin' DNA samples from the unborn | |
and then you comin' after us | |
' cause we sampled a James Brown horn? | |
scientists who' s God is progress | |
a fourheaded sheep is their latest project | |
the CIA runin' like they' re Jones from Indiana | |
but they still won' t talk about that Jones in Guyana | |
this ain' t no cartoon, no one slips on bananas | |
do you really think that that car killed Diana | |
hell I shot Ronald Regan, I shot JFK | |
I slept with Marilyn she sung me " Happy Birthday" | |
chorus | |
my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
Well politicians got lipstick on the collar | |
the whole media started to holler | |
but I don' t give a damn who they screwin' in private | |
I wanna know who they screwin' in public | |
robbin', cheatin', stealin' | |
white collar criminal | |
McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin' | |
send you home a weepin', with a fair bill for your Caribbean weekend | |
for just about anything they can bust us | |
false advertising sayin' " Halls of Justice" | |
you tellin' the youth don' t be so violent | |
then you drop bombs on every single continent | |
mandatory minimum sentencin' | |
' cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine | |
do that again another ten up in the beneficial | |
oh man I wanna peaceful revolution | |
singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God | |
an' maybe he say oh my, oh my god | |
here mama they got us livin' suicide singin' | |
oh my, oh my God | |
here mama they got us livin' genocide singin' | |
Oh my, oh my God, oh my God | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
and we say | |
na na, na na na, na na na na na, na na na na | |
cause they' re never gonna stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, stop the snow, no | |
Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, Oh my, oh my, | |
sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet | |
ah, ah, ah |