Текст (слова) песни: living colour - Open Letter (To a Landlord)
(V. Reid, Addition lyrics by T. Morris)
Now you can tear a building down But you can`t erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can`t see...
This is my neighborhood This is where I come from I call this place my home You call this place a slum You wanna run all the people out This what you`re all about Treat poor people just like trash Turn around and make big cash
CHORUS: Now you can tear a building down But you can`t erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can`t see
Last month there was a fire I saw seven children die You sent flowers to their family But your sympathy`s a lie Cause every building that you burn Is more blood money that you earn We are forced to relocate >From the pain that you create
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We lived here for so many years Now this house is full of fear For a profit you will take control Where will all the older people go? There used to be when kids could play Without the scourge of drug`s decay Now our kids are living dead They crack and blow their lives away
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You`ve got to fight You`ve got a right To fight for your neighborhood!
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