"Ya know one day the indigenous people of the
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Earth are gonna reclaim what's righfully
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There's."
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"Really? Uh oh!"
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Lose your mind misplace your mind
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Forgot you even had a mind
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'cause someone told you it's impossible
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To change your mind
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A friend of mine made it to twenty-five
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We had a celebration "man I'm glad that you're alive"
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I'm happy to see my man you're beatin' the odds
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And for this on this day we give thanks to the gods
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'cause everyone deserves a shot except you only get one
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I hope it's not through the head my son.
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'cause life is short when you're afraid to die.
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Life is hard when you're afraid to cry.
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But when I feel alone I sing myself a song
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Because wherever I lay a groove is my home.
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[Chorus]
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But can you see me in the desert?
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Of course you can!
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Can you see me on the mountain?
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Of course you can!
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Can you see me in the ocean?
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Of course you can!
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I'm just splishin' and splashin'
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And jumpin' in the sand!
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[repeat]
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But he remembered memories of walkin'
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Through the puddles
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Sayin' "Gee dad, am I the one who's wanted by
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The federal Government doesn't want me
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To go to school
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I ask too many questions
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And I don't play by their rules.
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In school they tried to tall me
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That a rock is not alive
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But I have seen a volcano growin' up and die
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In school they tried to tell me
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That a tree it couldn't feel
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But I have felt a tree and it was bleeding for real
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In school they tried to tell
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Me animals couldn't talk
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But they can understand it when a dog starts to bark
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In school they tried to tell me
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Man doesn't have a soul
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"whet happened to his" I say "cause mine is
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Still whole!"
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[Chorus]
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[Bridge]
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"Can you see me?"
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"Can you see me?"
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The reoccuring dream of life's imprisonment
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The reoccuring scream of a world and it's residents
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The reoccuring theme of a mind full of finger prints
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The reoccuring dream of a knife and a president
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Well would you like to look at Madonna's book on sex?
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Or would you rather Alex Haley's book on Malcolm X?
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Their fuckin' with Ice T but they don't even care if
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Eric Clapton's singin' I Shot the Sherriff!
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But how many more books on this subject can I read
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And how many more frustrations must I try to ease
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End how many more days of this bad air can I breathe
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And how many more of my friends must just die and leave
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But you can't diffuse the ticking time bomb
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You can't refuse the time it has come
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You can't erase our people from the nation
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I'll take a life before they call us "the lost generation"
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[Chorus]
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Can you see me in Africa?
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Of course you can!
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Can you see me in Asia?
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Of course you can!
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Can you see me in Australia?
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Of course you can!
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Aotearoa? Western Samoa? Eskimoa?
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Can you see me in the White House?
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No you can't!
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Can you see me on the radio?
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Hell No!
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Can you see me with the police?
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In handcuffs?
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Splishin',splashin',jumpin' in the sand.
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Of Course You Can
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Michael Franti & Spearhead |