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    "Stay Human (All The Freaky People)" Lyrics

    Michael Franti

    Starvation is the creation of the devil, a rebel
    I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow
    Bringin' flowers to a grave in the middle
    Of the city isolation is a riddle
    To be surrounded by a million other people
    But to feel alone like a tree in a desert
    Dried up like the skin of a lizard
    But full of color like the spots of a leopard
    Drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd
    Scratch my itch like a needle on a record
    Full of life like a man gone to Mecca
    Sky high like an eagle up soaring

    I speak low but I'm like a lion roaring
    Baritone like a Robeson recordin'
    I'm givin' thanks for bein' human every morning

    Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap
    Can I hear it once again
    Boom Bap tell your neighbor tell a friend
    Every box gotta right to be bomin'
    Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap
    Can I hear it once again
    Boom Bap tell your neighbor tell a friend
    Every flower got a right to be boomin'

    Be resistant
    The negativity we keep it at a distance
    Call for backup and I'll give you some assistance
    Like a lifesaver deep in the ocean

    Stay afloat here upon the funky motion
    Rock and roll upon the waves of the season
    Hold your breath and your underwater breathin'

    To be rhymin' without a real reason
    Is to claim but not to practice a religion
    If television is the drug of the nation
    Satellite is immaculate reception
    Beaming in they can look and they can listen
    So you see don't believe in the system
    To legalize you or give you your freedom
    You want rights ask em', they'll read em'
    But every flower got a right to be bloomin'
    Stay human


    All the freaky people make the beauty of the world

    You see Y2K ya know is a moment
    In time we find that we can open
    Up a heart that's locked or been broken
    By the pain of words not spoken
    Or shot by guns a still smokin'
    Cartwrights out on the Ponderosa
    Or drive by bang in Testarossa
    We need to heed the words of Dalai Lama
    Or at least the words of yo mama
    Take a mental trip to the Bahamas
    Steam your body in a stereo sauna, sauna, comma

    This song was submitted on December 24th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Carl Rogers Young, Jose Miguel Jr. Reynoso, Michael Franti.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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