Janelle Monáe - Many Moons lyrics
[Janelle Monáe - Many Moons lyrics]
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Voo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Voo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
We're dancing free
But we're stuck here underground
And everybody trying to figure they way out
Hey hey hey hey all we ever wanted to say
Was chased erased and then thrown away
And day to day, we live in a daze
We march all around til' the
Sun goes down night children
Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes
We long for freedom (for freedom)
You're free but in your mind
Your freedom's in a bind
Oh make it rain
Ain't a thing in the sky to fall
(The silver bullet's in your hand
And the war's heating up)
And when the truth goes bang
The shouts splatter out
(Revolutionize your lives and find a way out)
And when you're growing down
Instead of growing up
(You gotta ooo ah ah like a panther)
Tell me are you bold enough
To reach for love? (Na na na)
He lived in sector ten
He had a friend named Benjamin
Sail away, sail away Susan
So strong for so long
All I wanna do is sing my simple song
Square or round, rich or poor
At the end of day and night
All we want is more
I keep my feet on solid ground and
Use my wings when storms come around
I keep my feet on solid ground for freedom
You're free but in your mind
Your freedom's in a bind
Oh make it rain
Ain't a thing in the sky to fall
(The silver bullet's in your hand
And the war's heating up)
And when the truth goes bang
The shouts splatter out
(Revolutionize your lives and find a way out)
And when you're growing down
Instead of growing up
(You gotta ooo ah ah like a panther)
Tell me are you bold enough
To reach for love? (Na na na)
Civil rights, civil war
Hood rat, crack whore carefree, nightclub
Closet drunk, bathtub outcast, weirdo
Stepchild, freak show black girl, bad hair
Broad nose, cold stare tap shoes, Broadway
Tuxedo, holiday creative black, Love song
Stupid words, erase song
Gun shots, orange house
Dead man walking with a dirty mouth
Spoiled milk, stale bread
Welfare, bubonic plague
Record deal, light bulb
Keep back kid now corporate thug
Breast cancer, common cold hIV, lost hope
Overweight, self esteem misfit, broken dream
Fish tank, small bowl
Closed minded, dark hold
Cybergirl, droid control
Get away now they tryna steal your soul
Microphone, one stage tomboy, outrage
Street fight, bloody war
Instigators, third floor
Promiscuous child, broken heart
STD, quarantine heroin user, coke head
Final chapter, death bed
Plastic sweat, metal skin
Metallic tears, mannequin
Carefree, night club closet drunk, bathtub
White house, Jim Crow dirty lies, my regards
And when the world just treats you wrong
Just come with me and I'll take you home
No need to pack a bag
Who put your life in the danger zone?
You running dropping like a rolling stone
No time to pack a bag
You just can't stop your hurt from hanging on
The old man dies and then a baby's born
Chan, chan, chan, change your life
And when the world just treats you wrong
Just come with us and we'll take you home
Shan, shan shan shan-gri la
Na na na na na na na na na na na