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• Artiste: Hugh Cornwell
• Titre: Stop
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I seen boys get up and blowing it, with the world in the palm of their hands. I seen beautiful girls losing their curls. I seen 'em stretched out 'n' getting a tan. I seen criminal types. I'll forgive 'em the hype, dressed up in a tailored suit. I seen an angel, with a pair o' wings, running off with a bag o' loot. I said, stop, it's getting late. I said, stop trying burying your hate. I seen a human face inside a coloured race, gettin' up, and starting to run. I seen a man get bored. I seen a bone get gnawed. I seen him playing with a loaded gun. I seen you laughing loud. I seen you crying wolf. I seen you steppin' on yo' fellow man. I seen you grabbing at everything you want with a pair of clawing hands. I said, stop, it's getting late. I said, stop try burying your hate. I said, stop, and learn to love. I said stop... Look above at the crown of love; try it on, it fits you like a glove. There are jewels up there for you to take a pair. Nobody will miss them if you want to dare... I seen men acting like they're dumb. I seen women acting like they're scared. I seen 'em both, together, raising kids. I seen 'em both with time to spare. I seen 'em loving each other. I seen 'em fighting mad. I seen 'em working for a gallon of gas. I seen an uptight man, in a monkey suit, cracking skulls for a little brass. I said, stop, it's getting late.