Lyrics Blues March - Art Blakey, The Jazz Messengers

Blues March

'Look Alive Sunshine*
109 in the sky but the pigs won’t quit
You’re here with me
Dr. DeathDefying
I’ll be you surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter
Pumping up the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you live
A system failure for the masses
Anti-matter for the master plan
Louder than god’s revolver and twice as shiny
This ones for all you rock and rollers
All you crash queens and motivators"
'LISTEN UP!
THE FUTURE IS BULLETPROOF!
THE AFTERMATH IS SECONDARY!
It’s time to do it now and do it loud
KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!"
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For My Security (NA-NA-NANANA)
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To to every enemy (NA-NA-NANANA)
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We’re on their property (NA-NA-NANANA)
Stand-ing-in-a-V-for-mat-ion
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Drop like a bullet shell (NA-NA-NANANA)
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Just like a sleeper cell (NA-NA-NANANA)
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Id rather go to hell (NA-NA-NANANA)
Then be in a purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world
Ex-plode