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Harlem Ian Moore Riding through Harlem in my bullet proof car Inside a glass shell you say keeps us from harm My musics playing loudly and people gather ‘round They wonder what were doing in their part of town I try to reach out, reach out and touch my brothers hand Walls are too thick now Lord it just makes him mad Everybodys yelling there must be something wrong If we just listen closer we might just get along (Chorus) Wake me from my sleep now Take me from my dreams Dont leave me here in Harlem You made the streets so mean This aint no revolution This aint no civil war Riding through Harlem in my bullet proof car Now the signals changing They change from green to red I see a confrontation its lying dead ahead It all seems so familiar Part of an endless scene You find it so peculiar When youre the one in need Now youre talking saying Now its me verses him Well, I dont pick the sides And I dont want to win So dont call my number And ask to fall in line When you dont have solutions Youve run out of time (Chorus) (Solo) (Chorus) |
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