Chinese Man, Tumi, Zubz - Once Upon A Time lyrics
[Chinese Man, Tumi, Zubz - Once Upon A Time lyrics]
A-a-a-h bring out the marching band
Tumi, Zubz, Chinese Man shhhh
AaAAA-a-a-h
Once upon a time in this great land
European settlers would set off on
A cave man quest
Dutch king summoning Jan Van Beek
The rest was Queen Elizabeth conquest
As portrayed quite well by Cate Blanchett
Great actress, wait I may digress!
Before that was pyramids and
Villages where pigmy
Little men and other such denizens rest
Complex systems of living some fishing some
Building and others out killing
Matriarchy where the kings were tribe women
Painted art still seen today in tribe Symbols
Its a cycle your beginning is
Your ending and your interim
Your appearance is a historic coincidence
But they link it to
Your incorrect conditioning
Now everybody screaming racism
As a consequence
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
You went and botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
Why you dun' botch the plan
Liberate the land, but forgot the man
Feel the momentum of an unspent force
A liberation found another one get lost
Magazine kept while the gun get tossed
Perpetual previsions of the sunset clause
No wonder they demand more
Nobody planned for
Brazilian cuts in the pubic crotch
Of the land court in a Mexican stand-off
Picture a poverty stricken finger
Twitching on hair pin trigger and pause
Can’t deny my stress
I know better than to blame
The wild Wild West
As to reign the higher address as a mind set
Bigger the jail
The less serious the crimes get
So the tumbleweed rolls through
These empty streets
They shot the sheriff all we
Have is the deputy
And he definitely does not went
To rock the boats
So we work hard chopping, bloat
And forget we plead
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
You went and botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
Why you dun' botch the plan
Liberate the land, but forgot the man
He bought a range but his
Aim’s off for the plane
But it ain’t take off JFK straight shot
Great Lakes paying for it
Hate makes the air foggy
NSA takes notice, play it safe same result
So David Blane got the rainbow sold to y’all
You can rise away till
The Neuralizer tapers off break a law
Take a farm you get our
Your acres I’d sooner root
For that than a handout with the arms embargo
It’ll be my own Zimbabwe so Colin Powell will
Swallow my bow and arrow and follow that
With his chosen angle to photograph
My ass know a power to
Recover from all of that, nASTY
All about poverty playing that off happy
Skin too thick in the middle tin
O’ acne cream or Vaseline
You wait till them Somali kids
Give you a take from that
Bruce Wayne alley scene
Bring out the marching band
Let' em play an anthem for our continent
You went botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Bring out the marching band
Let' em play an anthem for our continent
You went botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Tumi, Zubz, Chinese Man shhhh
AaAAA-a-a-h
Once upon a time in this great land
European settlers would set off on
A cave man quest
Dutch king summoning Jan Van Beek
The rest was Queen Elizabeth conquest
As portrayed quite well by Cate Blanchett
Great actress, wait I may digress!
Before that was pyramids and
Villages where pigmy
Little men and other such denizens rest
Complex systems of living some fishing some
Building and others out killing
Matriarchy where the kings were tribe women
Painted art still seen today in tribe Symbols
Its a cycle your beginning is
Your ending and your interim
Your appearance is a historic coincidence
But they link it to
Your incorrect conditioning
Now everybody screaming racism
As a consequence
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
You went and botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
Why you dun' botch the plan
Liberate the land, but forgot the man
Feel the momentum of an unspent force
A liberation found another one get lost
Magazine kept while the gun get tossed
Perpetual previsions of the sunset clause
No wonder they demand more
Nobody planned for
Brazilian cuts in the pubic crotch
Of the land court in a Mexican stand-off
Picture a poverty stricken finger
Twitching on hair pin trigger and pause
Can’t deny my stress
I know better than to blame
The wild Wild West
As to reign the higher address as a mind set
Bigger the jail
The less serious the crimes get
So the tumbleweed rolls through
These empty streets
They shot the sheriff all we
Have is the deputy
And he definitely does not went
To rock the boats
So we work hard chopping, bloat
And forget we plead
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
You went and botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Bring out the marching band
Let ‘em play an anthem for our continent
Why you dun' botch the plan
Liberate the land, but forgot the man
He bought a range but his
Aim’s off for the plane
But it ain’t take off JFK straight shot
Great Lakes paying for it
Hate makes the air foggy
NSA takes notice, play it safe same result
So David Blane got the rainbow sold to y’all
You can rise away till
The Neuralizer tapers off break a law
Take a farm you get our
Your acres I’d sooner root
For that than a handout with the arms embargo
It’ll be my own Zimbabwe so Colin Powell will
Swallow my bow and arrow and follow that
With his chosen angle to photograph
My ass know a power to
Recover from all of that, nASTY
All about poverty playing that off happy
Skin too thick in the middle tin
O’ acne cream or Vaseline
You wait till them Somali kids
Give you a take from that
Bruce Wayne alley scene
Bring out the marching band
Let' em play an anthem for our continent
You went botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land
Bring out the marching band
Let' em play an anthem for our continent
You went botched the plan
Liberate the mind, but forgot the land