Living Colour Sacred Ground

How many times must we tell them

are they never gonna learn

How many times must we tell them

are they never gonna learn

This is sacred ground, sacred ground

How many times must we tell them

are they never gonna learn

This is sacred ground, sacred ground

For all those trying to make a stand,

Fighting to save their

Tribal land, for all those trying to make a stand,

Dying to protect their tribal land

For all those dying to protect their tribal land

Rainbow warriors, Chico Mendez

All the dissidents that they tried to suppress

How many more martyrs

Must there be will this be our poisoned

legacy how many times must us tell them

are they never gonna learn

This is sacred ground, sacred ground

How many times we must tell them

are they never gonna learn

This sacred ground, sacred ground

For those who lie before the bulldozers

and chainsaws

Battling the devouring megacorps

Here they come with their cash draws grins

Vampires, parasites and vermin

How many times must we tell you

are they never gonna learn

This sacred ground, sacred ground

How many times must we tell you

are you never gonna learn

This sacred ground, sacred ground

How many times

How many times

Living Colour Cult Of Personality

And during the few moments that we have left we wanna talk right down to earth in a language, that everybody here can easily understand

Look in my eyes, what do you see?

The cult of personality

I know your anger, I know your dreams

I’ve been everything you wanna be

I’m the cult of personality

Like Mussolini and Kennedy

I’m the cult of personality

The cult of personality

The cult of personality

Neon lights, Nobel Prize

When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies

You won’t have to follow me

Only you can set me free

I sell the things you need to be

I’m the smiling face on your TV

I’m the cult of personality

I exploit you, still you love me

I tell you one and one makes three

I’m the cult of personality

Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi

I’m the cult of personality

The cult of personality

The cult of personality

Neon lights, Nobel Prize

When a leader speaks, that leader dies

You won’t have to follow me

Only you can set you free

You gave me fortune

You gave me fame

You gave me power in your God’s name

I’m every person you need to be

I’m the cult of personality

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of

I’m the cult of personality

Living Colour Time’s Up

Time’s up / The rivers have no life

Time’s up / The wold is full of strife

Time’s up / The Sky is falling

Time’s up / The Lord is calling

How you gonna stop the clock

When the well runs dry

All the rivers have died

Moment by moment, day by day

The world is just slipping away

Your future won’t save your past

The time is now, it won’t last

The time is nigh

Time to do or die

Time waits for no one

If you want to go on

Leave me something to grow on

The forests, the trees, the rivers, the seas

All die of this disease

Time ain’t on your side

Don’t sit idly by

You’ve got to just try

Living Colour Inner City Blues

Rockets, moon shots

Spend it on, the have nots

Money, we make it

Fore we see it, you take it

Oh, make me wanna holler

They way they do my life

Make me wanna holler

They way they do my life

This ain’t livin’, this ain’t livin’

No no no

This ain’t livin’

No, no no no

Inflation, no chance

To increase, finance

Bills pile up, sky high

Send that boy off, to die

Oh, make me wanna holler

They way they do my life, hey

Make me wanna holler

They way they do my life

This ain’t livin’, this ain’t livin’

(This ain’t livin’) No no no

(No, no no)This ain’t livin’

Hell no

Hangs up, let downs

Bad breaks, set backs

Natural, fact is

Oh honey that I can’t pay my, taxes

Oh, make me wanna holler

Throw up both my hands

Yeah, make me wanna holler

Throw up both my hands

Crime is(crime is), increasing(increasing)

Trigger happy(trigger happy), policing(policing)

Panic(panic), is spreading(is spreading)

God knows where, we’re heading, yeah

Make me wanna holler

Throw up both my hands

Make me wanna holler

Throw up both my hands

Make me wanna holler

Throw up both my hands

Make me wanna holler

Throw up both my hands

This ain’t livin’, this ain’t livin’

No no no

This ain’t livin’

Hell no

Living Colour Operation: Mind Control

day of repetition, in this shadow factory

It doesn’t look much like freedom to me

It’s operation mind control

It’s the battle for America’s soul

It’s operation mind control

Just try on this straight jacket, of conformity

While we force feed you propaganda, on the state TV

It’s operation mind control

It’s the battle for America’s soul

It’s operation mind control

It’s the battle for America’s soul

Your under 24 hour surveillance

By the satellite spies

We’ll always be watched by

The all seeing eye

In God we Trust (What’s the matter with you [x2]) (Behold a pale Horse!)

In God we Trust (What’s the matter with you [x2]) (Behold Oblivion)

In God we Trust (What’s the matter with you, this is mind control)

In God we Trust (You better get behind, get in line,)

It’s death in repetition.

The shadow factory

Doesn’t look much like living to me

It’s operation mind control,

It’s the battle for America’s soul

It’s operation mind control,

It’s the battle for America’s soul (rise up)

Now put on this straight jacket of conformity

Fault of a nation, that’s brought biology[?]

It’s operation mind control

It’s the battle for America’s soul

It’s operation mind control

It’s the battle for America’s soul

Living Colour Pride

When I speak out loud

You say I’m crazy

When I’m feeling proud

You say I’m lazy

I look around and see the true reality

You like our hair

You love our music

Our culture’s large, so you abuse it

Take time to understand, I’m an equal man

History’s a lie that they teach you in school

A fraudulent view called the golden rule

A peaceful land that was born civilized

Was robbed of its riches, its freedom, its pride

When I’m at work you say I’m great

You watch and ponder, but can you relate?

Inviting eyes hands drop, when the music stops

Don’t ask me why I play this music

It’s my culture, so naturally I use it

I state my claim to say, it’s here for all to play

History’s a lie that they teach you in school

A fraudulent view called the golden rule

A peaceful land that was born civilized

Was robbed of its riches, its freedom, its pride

It’s time for a change

Concepts rearrange

Can’t you feel my rage…

It’s up to you to seek the truth

To know your history, the difference between me and you

Relate to me as me, not what you see on TV

History’s a lie that they teach you in school

A fraudulent view called the golden rule

A peaceful land that was born civilized

Was robbed of its riches, its freedom, its pride

Living Colour Middle Man

I don’t have a need to be the best

Don’t want to be just like the rest

Just stay who I am

Just an ordinary middle man

Give me the happy medium

Don’t want to be the one whose leading them

I’ve got no master plan

Just a simple Middle man

Standing on a fine line between this and that

Just biding my time waiting for a sign

to tell me that I’m something special

My ideas are mine alone

Not yours, not theirs, but I care

I hurt for you, but not with you

I love that thing that’s inside you

but I’m not your fan

I’m a stranger in a strange land

I’m your middle man

But I’m not your fan

I’m a stranger in a strange land

I am your middle man

Middle man yeah, yeah

I’m not your fan

I’m just a middle man

yours, theirs, but I care

I’ve got no master plan

Just stay who I am

Just a middle man

Living Colour Never Satisfied

Starts from the back of your head

Shifts to the front of your head because of the vibrations

Ain’t got no girl to kiss on, what I got

Ain’t got no face to sit on, what I got

Ain’t got no star to wish on, what I got

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears

I’ve gotta have more and more, what I got

That’s what they make money for, what I got

I sold my soul likw a whore, what I got

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears

No, I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied until it ends in fire

The world spins round, and round and round

My life’s in pieces on the ground

Some hearts just can’t be found, no

I feel like I’m going to drown

I got no hopes, no dreams, what I got

I’ve got no ways and means, what I got

What I have is this scheme, that’s what I got

Well, I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears

No, I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears

No, I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied, until it ends in tears

No, I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied until it ends…

Living Colour Love Rears Its Ugly Head

Yeah ehh ehh

Ah oooh ooh

Dib um dib dib dib dib dib dib

I always thought that our relationship was good

You played the role of having sense

I always played the fool

Now something’s different

I don’t know the reason why

Whenever we separate

I almost want to cry

Oh no, please not that again

Love rears up its ugly head

And when I come home late you don’t complain or call

so as a consequence I don’t go out at all

My friends are frightened

They don’t know what’s going on

They think you put a spell on me

And now my mind is gone

Oh no, please not that again

Love rears up its ugly head

…its ugly head

Love’s not so bad they say

but you never know where love is gonna go

Does anybody really know oh?

(Check this out…)

I’m standing at the altar

As they play the wedding march

I’m in a black tuxedo with my collar full of starch

She looks as lovely as she’s ever gonna get

I wake up from this nightmare in a pool of sweat

Oh no, no, no, no

Not that again…yeah…

I’m not goin’

I’m not goin when

Love rears up its ugly head

No not me

No no not me when

Love rears up its

Love rears up its ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly head

What you gonna do

What you gonna do when it comes and gets you?

Living Colour This Is The Life

In another life

You might have been a genius

In another life

You might have been a star

In another life

Your face might have been perfect

In another life

You’d drive a better car

In another life

All your jokes are funny

In another life

Your heart is free from fear

In another life

You make a lot of money

In this other life

Everything is clear

In another life

You’re always the hero

In another life

You always win the game

In another life

No one ever cheats you

In another life

You never have to change

In another life

Your friends never desert you

In another life

You never have to cry

In another life

No one ever hurts you

In this other life

Your loved-ones never die

But this is the life you have

This is the life you have

This is the life you have

This is the life

In another life

You’re always the victim

In another life

You’re always the thief

In another life

You are always lonely

In this other life

There is no relief

In your real life

Treat it like it’s special

In your real life

Try to be more kind

In your real life

Think of those that love you

In this real life

Try to be less blind