Текст песни Jones Keziah - Dear Mr Cooper
Jones Keziah - Dear Mr Cooper слова песни
Seen a face I don`t recognizeMaking discord, turning my days sadderDon`t confuse the word ostraciseIt`ll make it fit more or disorganise matterIt`s all in your game, yeah. It`s all in your game.Dear Mr Cooper,I believe that you`re a man of musical tasteYou will therefore be aware of the painAnd heartache, that contradictions makesThey say music is a river, yet it flows onRegardless of the profits that make you quiverSo as we deliver the river your reply we anticipateYours, TheoHis response was pure mental JazzA sobering vastness where shiny ebony formsDance in dark glassesSuch a tragic display of our racial identityWould make John Coltrane, Kwame NkrumahWail in their graves!As we stand here waiting to be saved