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Would you knock a man down if you don't like the cut of his clothes
Could you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows
Well it's happening right here people dying of fear by the droves
And I know most of youEither don't believe it's true,
Or else you don't know what to do
Or maybe I'm singing about you,
Who knows.It's incredibly sick, you can feel it, as across the land it flows
Prejudice is slick when it's a word game, it festers and grows,
Move along quick, it furthers one to have somewhere to go
You can feel it as it's rumblin'Let emotions keep a tumblin'
Then as cities start to crumblin'
Mostly empty bellies grumblin'
Here we goPeople see somebody different fear is the first reaction shown
Then they think they've got him licked the barbaric hunt begins and they move in slow
A human spirit is devoured the remains left to carrion crow
I was told that life is changeAnd yet history remains,
Does it always stay the same
Do we shrug it off and say

Only God knowsBy and by, somebody usually goes down to the ghetto
Try and help but they don't know why folks treat them cold
And the rich keep getting richer and the rest of us just keep getting old.
You see one must have a mission
In order to be a good Christian
If you don't you will be missing
High Mass or the evening showAnd the well fed masters reap the harvests of the polluted seeds they've sown,
Smug and self-righteous they bitch about people they owe,
And you can't prove them wrong, they're so God damn sure they know
I have seen these things with my very own eyes and defended my battered soul,It must be too tough to die,
American propaganda, South African lies
Will not force me to take up arms, that's my enemies' pride,
Ands I won't fight by his rules that's foolishness besides,His ignorance is gonna do him in and nobody's gonna cry,
Because his children they are growing up and plainly tired of putting up
With bigots and their silver cups
They're fed up, they might throw up
On you
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Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young are a pioneering folk-rock supergroup that formed from the ranks of three 1960s bands: Stephen Stills and Neil Young from Buffalo Springfield, David Crosby from The Byrds, and Graham Nash from The Hollies. The band is primarily known for their four-part vocal harmonies. They have a strong association with the Woodstock Festival, having played their second gig there, and they are one of the few North American groups that rivalled The Beatles in popularity in the late 1960s and early 1970s. They are commonly referred to by their initials CSNY.

After the 1970 shootings at Kent State University in Kent, Ohio, Neil Young wrote "Ohio", a tribute to the four students who were shot by the Ohio National Guard. Many radio stations would not play the song "Ohio" because of the anti-war tone of the song. Even so, largely because of its topical nature, "Ohio" bumped "Teach Your Children", released three weeks earlier, from its ascent in the charts, replacing it on the popularity climb, ending at number fourteen, while "Teach Your Children" ended at number sixteen.

Neil Young was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 1995. David Crosby, Stephen Stills, and Graham Nash were inducted in 1997.



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