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Mother, mother |
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There's too many of you crying |
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And brother, brother, brother |
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There's far too many of you dying |
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You know, you've got to find a way |
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To bring back love here today |
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Father, father |
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This don't need to escalate |
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This is war is not the answer |
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For only love can conquer hate |
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You know we've got to find a way |
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To bring back loving here today |
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Picket lines and picket signs |
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Don't punish me with brutality |
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Just talk to me, so you can see |
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Oh, what's going on, What's going on? |
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What's going on? What's going on |
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Mother, mother |
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Everybody thinks we're wrong |
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Who are they to judge us? |
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Just because our hair is long |
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You know, we've got to find a way |
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Bring some understanding here today |
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You know you've got to find a way |
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To bring back some loving here, today |
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Picket lines and picket signs |
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Don't punish me with brutality |
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But just talk to me, so you can see |
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What's going on? What's going on |
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What's going on? What's going on |
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What's going on? What's going on |
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What's going on? What's going on |
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Someday I tell me, you tell you, I tell you |
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What's going on |
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Father, father, father, father |
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I tell you what's going |
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You tell me what's going |
