| Higly armed the white police
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| Are blowing away little knees
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| Crushed bones and finger tips
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| Are forming words on bleeding lips
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| Blue eyes are watching them
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| Blue eyes are killing them
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| But there’s no hope when they pray
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| The lord seems to be miles away
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| We saw the spirit of johannesburg
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| Filthy smoke covering the sun
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| A bullet left another gun
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| A nation screams in agony
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| In pure fear pure apathy
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| Lord oh lord where have you gone
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| See what your children have done
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| But there’s no hope when they pray
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| The lord seems to be miles away
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| And thought the days of fascism
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| And racism had gone
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| I’d never thought that there would
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| Be things like oppression
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| Humiliatiion and persecution
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| That a dump white male minority
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| Could rule over a black majority
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| South africa you’re only
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| The top of a lethal flood
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| South africa ruled by die hard fanatics
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| But still there’s a mass of people
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| Who are protesting, fighting
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| And demonstrating against a system
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| Which degrades them to animals
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| But animals fight back when they’re
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| In life danger also human beings fight back
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| So fight back in the name of freedom
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| Fight back in the name of human rights
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| For a redemption, for a solution
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| Hoist the flags of revolution!
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| My lord when will the white bastion fall! |