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List of Demands (Reparations)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weeks
The Weeks
Performer
Saul Williams
Saul Williams
Electric Guitar
Cain Barnes
Cain Barnes
Lead Vocals
Damien Bone
Damien Bone
Bass Guitar
Cyle Barnes
Cyle Barnes
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Saul Williams
Saul Williams
Composer

Lyrics

I want my money back, I'm down here drowning in your fat You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack I ain't afraid of you, I'm just a victim of your fear You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear I got another plan, one that requires me to stand On the stage or in the street, don't need no microphone or beat And if you hear this song, if you ain't dead then sing along Grab a drum and maybe strum and then you'll get where you belong I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hands I ball my fist and you gon' know where I stand Living hand to mouth, you wanna need somebody? See somebody? Gotta free somebody I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hand I ball my fist and you gon' know where I stand We're living hand to mouth Hand to mouth I wrote a song for you today while I was sitting in my room I jumped up on the bed for you and I played it on a broom I didn't think that it would be a song that you would hear But when I played it in my head, it made you reappear I wrote a video for it and I acted out each part And then I took your picture and I taped it to my heart I taped it to my heart, my dear, I taped it to my heart And if you pull away from me, you'll tear my world apart I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hands I ball my fist and you gon' know where I stand Living hand to mouth, you wanna be somebody? See somebody? Gotta free somebody I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hand I ball my fist and you gon' know where I stand We're living hand to mouth Hand to mouth Ecstasy, suffering Echinacea, buffering We aim to remember what we choose to forget God's just a baby and her diaper is wet Call the police, I'm strapped to the teeth And liable to disregard your every belief Call on the law, I'm fixing to draw A line between what is and seems and making a brawl Calling 'em up because I'm 'bout to go pow I'm standing on the threshold of the ups and the downs Call it a truce because I'm 'bout to bust loose Protect ya neck, 'cause son, I'm busting out of this noose I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hands I ball my fist and you gon' know where I stand Living hand to mouth, you wanna be somebody? See somebody? Gotta free somebody I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hand I ball my fist and you gon' know where I stand Living hand to mouth Hand to mouth
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