Oh My God - Michael Franti & Spearhead
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Oh My God Lyrics
Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
(chorus)
Oh my, oh my God
Oh mama they got us livin suicide
Singin oh my, oh my God
Oh mama they got us livin genocide
Oh my, Oh my GodSlam bam I come unseen
But like gasoline you can tell Im in the tank
Like money in the bank
I smell appealing, but Im toxic, can send you reeling
Without an inklin, keep ya thinkin
Cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead
Fuck you up in the head, but still they sayin nothins wrong
Selling fire-water but outlawin the bong
Still believing the system is 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 guards union(chorus)Listen in 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 cant 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 whose God is progress
A four-headed sheep is their latest project
The CIA runnin like that Jones from Indiana
But they still wont talk about that Jones in Guyana
This aint 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)Well politicians got lipstick on the collar
The whole media started to holler
But I dont give a fuck 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 fat bill for your Caribbean weekend
For just about anything they can bust us
False advertising sayin Halls of Justice
You tellin the youth dont 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 pen
I feel so mad I wanna bomb an institution
singin(chorus)