[Verse 1] I woke up on Champslyses to the Djembe of Ghana Yeah, a fine lady from Belize said You got the spirit of Fela Yeah, the young one dripping makeup lift her hands up to holla Well, I gave her what I got but couldnt handle her broken heart The right words in the hands of dissidents with the fire Yeah, will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars Yeah, well, Im afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr But even more so Im afraid to face God and say I was a coward, yeah [Chorus] With all these things I wait for revelation These things make me want to duck for cover With all these things I wait for revolution These things ask the biggest question to me And its are you what you want to be? Well, are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] The war machine will put out both its hands for a dollar Its drinking at the table with the chrome hand guerrillas And the young one dripping makeup lift her leg up to holla Well, I told her what shes got should be protected in the arms of love The right things in the hands of dissidents with the fire Yeah, will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars And, well, Im afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr But even more so Im afraid to face God and say I was a coward, yeah [Chorus] With all these things I wait for revelation These things make me want to duck for cover With all these things I wait for revolution These things ask the biggest question to me And its are you what you want to be? Well, are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Outro] So are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah Are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah Well, are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah Are you what you want to be? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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