Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dear Mr Cooper , by - Keziah Jones. Song from the album African Space Craft, in the genre ПопRelease date: 23.03.1995
Record label: Because Music LC33186
Song language: English
Dear Mr Cooper |
| Seen a face I don’t recognize |
| Making discord, turning my days sadder |
| Don’t confuse the word ostracise |
| It’ll make it fit more or disorganise matter |
| It’s all in your game, yeah. |
| It’s all in your game |
| Dear Mr Cooper |
| I believe that you’re a man of musical taste |
| You will therefore be aware of the pain |
| And heartache, that contradictions makes |
| They say music is a river, yet it flows on |
| Regardless of the profits that make you quiver |
| So as we deliver the river your reply we anticipate |
| Yours, Theo |
| His response was pure mental Jazz |
| A sobering vastness where shiny ebony forms |
| Dance in dark glasses |
| Such a tragic display of our racial identity |
| Would make John Coltrane, Kwame Nkrumah |
| Wail in their graves! |
| As we stand here waiting to be saved |