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• Artiste: Gills and Wings
• Titre: Rebirth of a Nation
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Springtime and butterflies Oh, they paint my eyes the colors Of the fruited plains your brothers Penned to propagate their pride America, isn't quite right Is is the sight beyond my glasses? Do burning crosses hide behind All those elephants and asses? Don't you mind that Or the pointed hat, no? It's just a bureaucrat, oh He's fighting for your right to speak against him but Don't you dare do it America I've got a dream It's a rare commodity La la la la L'America I can hope for equality I'll plant my seed And wait for germination La la la la L'America The rebirth of a nation Might as well forgive you now 'Cause you'll apologize tomorrow After all the pain and sorrow We'll hold hands and sing about America, land of the free With our tongues in our cheeks We'll hum the songs But it's not okay to oppress then say You're sorry and move on Don't sound so sour You haven't had your hour, no? The burden's yours and ours, oh The line that keeps us separate makes us equals so Don't you dare move it America Take me out and take me to the city now Let me march beside the screaming people now We'll remove the cause for any pity now Come on, come on, come on now