Some Time In New York City
| Woman is the nigger of
the world John Lennon & Yoko |
Sister,
O Sister Yoko Ono |
Attica
State John Lennon & Yoko Ono |
Born
in Prison Yoko Ono |
| Woman is the
nigger of the world Yes she is...think about it Woman is the nigger of the world Think about it...do something about it We make her paint her face and dance If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man While putting her down, we pretend that she's above us Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave of the slaves Ah, yeah...better scream about it We make her bear and raise our children |
We lost our green land We lost our clean air We lost our true wisdom And we live in despair Sisters, O sisters Lets stand up right now It's never too late To start from the start Wisdom, O wisdom That's what we ask for And yes, my dear sisters We must learn to ask Wisdom, O wisdom That's what we ask for That's what we live for now Wisdom, O wisdom That's what we ask for That's what we live for now Sisters, O sisters Let's wake up right on It's never too late To shout from our hearts Freedom, O freedom That's what we fight for And yes, my dear sisters We must learn to fight Freedom, O freedom That's what we ask for That's what we live for now Freedom, O freedom That's what we ask for That's what we live for now Sisters, O sisters Let's give up no more It's never too late To build a new world New world, O New world That's what we live for And yes, my dear sisters We must learn to live New world, O New world That's what we live for That's what we must now learn to build New world, O New world That's what we live for That's what we must now learn to build New world, O New world That's what we live for That's what we must now learn to build New world, O New world That's what we live for That's what we must learn to build |
What a waste of human
power What a waste of human lives Shoot the prisoners in the towers Forty-three poor widowed wives Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Media blames it on the prisoners Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Free the prisoners, jail the judges Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State They all live in suffocation Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Come together join the movement Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Attica State, Attica State, we all live in Attica State Attica State, Attica State, Attica, Attica, Attica State |
We're born in a prison Raised in a prison Sent to a prison called school We cry in a prison Wood becomes a flute when it's loved We live with no reason We work in a prison Wood becomes a flute when it's loved We live in a prison Wood becomes a flute when it's loved |
| New York City John Lennon |
Sunday Bloody Sunday John Lennon & Yoko Ono |
The Luck of the Irish John Lennon & Yoko Ono |
John Sinclair John Lennon |
| Standing on the
corner Just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can" His name was David Peel And we found that he was real He sang, "The Pope smokes dope every day" Up come a policeman shoved us up the street Singing, "Power to the people today!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? Well down to Max's Kansas City Got down the nitty gritty With the Elephants Memory Band Laid something down As the news spread around About the Plastic Ono Elephants Memory Band! And we played some funky boogie And laid some tutti frutti Singing, "Long Tall Sally's a man." Up come a preacherman trying to be a teacher Singing, "God's a red herring in drag!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? Well we did the Staten Island Ferry Making movies for the telly Played the Fillmore and Apollo for freedom Tried to shake our image Just a cycling through the Village But found that we had left it back in London Well nobody came to bug us Hustle us or shove us So we decided to make it our home If the Man wants to shove us out We gonna jump and shout The Statue of Liberty said, "Come!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? New York City...back in New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? |
Well it was Sunday bloody
Sunday When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the Free Derry air Is there any one amongst you Dare to blame it on the kids? Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lids! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You claim to be majority Well you know that it's a lie You're really a minority On this sweet emerald isle When Stormont bans our marches They've got a lot to learn Internment is no answer It's those mothers' turn to burn! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You anglo pigs and scotties Sent to colonize the North You wave your bloody Union Jack And you know what it's worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for the Irish Put the English back to sea! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Well, it's always bloody Sunday In the concentration camps Keep Falls Road free forever From the bloody English hands Repatriate to Britain All of you who call it home Leave Ireland to the Irish Not for London or for Rome! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! |
If you had the luck of
the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And you'd wish you was English instead! A thousand years of torture and hunger If you could keep voices like flowers In the 'Pool they told us the story If we could make chains with the morning dew Why the hell are the English there anyway? If you had the luck of the Irish |
It ain't fair, John
Sinclair In the stir for breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair? In the stir for breathing air Let him be, set him free Let him be like you and me They gave him ten for two If he'd been a soldier man They gave him ten for two They gave him ten for two Was he jailed for what he done? They gave him ten for two |
| Angela John Lennon |
We're All Water Yoko Ono |
| Sister, there's a wind
that never dies Sister, we're breathing together Sister, our love and hopes forever keep on moving oh so slowly in the world They gave you sunshine They gave you sea They gave you everything but the jailhouse key They gave you coffee They gave you tea They gave you everything but equality Angela, can you hear the earth is turning? Angela, the world watches you Angela, you soon will be returning to your sisters and brothers in the world Sister, you're still a people teacher Sister, your word reaches far Sister, there's a million different races but we all share the same future in the world They gave you sunshine They gave you sea They gave you everything but the jailhouse key They gave you coffee They gave you tea They gave you everything but equality Angela, they put you in prison Angela, they shot down your man Angela, you're one of the millions of political prisoners in the world |
There may not be much
difference Between Chairman Mao and Richard Nixon If we strip them naked There may not be much difference Between Marilyn Monroe and Lenny Bruce If we check their coffins There may not be much difference Between White House and Hall of People If we count their windows There may not be much difference Between Raquel Welch and Jerry Rubin If we hear their heartbeat We're all water from different rivers That's why it's so easy to meet We're all water in this vast, vast ocean Someday we'll evaporate together There may not be much difference Between Eldrige Cleaver and Queen of England If we bottle their tears There may not be much difference Between Manson and the Pope If we press their smile There may not be much difference Between Rockefeller and you If we hear you sing There may not be much difference Between you and me If we show our dreams We're all water from different rivers That's why it's so easy to meet We're all water in this vast, vast ocean Someday we'll evaporate together What's the difference? What's the difference? There's no difference! There's no difference! What's the difference? |
