| Intro
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| With the N.A.S.A. |
| team, we will take you bodly where no man has ever gone
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| before.
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| We will take you back some fifteen billion years to the beginning of time.
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| Verse (Chali 2na)
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| Yo! |
| From a drop of blood to bones and body parts
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| To vital organs form and your brain and tiny heart
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| Your fetus, date of birth, til puberty finally starts
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| Adolescence, adult, then your elderly body rots
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| It was devine decree that begun the plan
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| But it’s disease by the greed of the sons of man
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| Who try to lead with their guns in hand
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| Understand God’s the one that command…
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| Pre-chorus (David Byrne)
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| Did we climb out of the sea?
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| Where did we come from you and me?
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| Two legs to walk and eyes to see
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| Am I the man I want to be?
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| Chorus (David Byrne, The Crack Alley Children’s Choir & Gift of Gab)
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| People grow in my back yard
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| In my garden, in my heart
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| Pink and purple, red and blue
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| On this sunny afternoon
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| Verse (Gift of Gab)
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| Back before time was time and space was space
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| The ever present I divine so laced with grace
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| Decided it was time to try to chase the taste
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| To what it was designed, now life is taking place
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| Within it' self-divided, now it takes some space
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| They can’t be fathomed by a mind creates the state
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| Of ego now what’s is mine, is mine, ok now hate
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| We’ll reign until the blind have eyes and they awaken…
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| Pre-chorus (David Byrne)
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| Planting the seeds in the ground
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| How is my garden growing now?
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| A tender kiss, a little smile
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| The way a mother holds her child
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| Chorus (David Byrne, The Crack Alley Children’s Choir & Chali 2na)
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| Tasty little human beings
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| I grow them on the people tree
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| I will eat them one by one
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| If there’s enough for everyone
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| Bridge (GIft of Gab and Chali 2na)
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| Oh, unending ever flowing life beyond the birth
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| Tell me what the purpose is for creating the earth
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| Mainly we created the planet as man’s habitat
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| Be fruitful and multiply across the planet’s back
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| But why does hate exist, the war and AIDS and shit?
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| It we’re to be fruitful, why can’t poor people pay they rent?
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| Cause love and hate, both sides are conjoined
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| Physical forms have to deal with both sides of the coin
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| Why do we die?
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| So you can live
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| Why do we strive?
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| So you can win
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| But why do you defy every truthful word I recommend?
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| My question back is: Why do you recommend then throw temptation in?
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| So I can test you patience and tolerance in the face of sin
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| But why a test when you hold all the answers to the state we in?
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| For you to bear witness to imperfections of mortal man
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| So it’s a lesson?
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| And a blessing journey back to where you’ve been
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| Cause before the tree can flourish, seeds must first be planted in!
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| Chorus (David Byrne, The Crack Alley Children’s Choir & Gift of Gab)
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| People grow in my back yard
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| In my garden, in my heart
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| If you like my garden, you might like me
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| Underneath the people tree
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| Outro
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| Getting closer to God!
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| Getting closer to God!
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| Call upon your God!
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| Closer to God!
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| He’ll answer your question!
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| Closer to God!
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| God said I trust you!
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| Behold!
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| Who are you?
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| I’m God muthafucka and I’m not who you thought I was!
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| They better be giving me all the respect
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| All y’all, all y’all, all y’all, all y’all check yo self!
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| Cause I’m God!
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| Hello hello hello hello
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| Feel me, feel me, feel me all you |