Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SMITH
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lux Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SMITH
Producer
Lyrics
I'm gonna march right up to that statue
I'm gonna bring a sheet
And I'll cut two holes where the eyes should be, oh
Well, I wanna give you a more accurate representation of history
If you wanna leave it there, in all their glory
The truth disappears
It needs to be seen
Be seen, yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh, oh, oh
Yeah oh, yeah oh
I'm gonna stroll up to the pulpit
I'm gon' be the one to speak
Tonight I'll lecture you, you on submission
It's so silly
Well, I'm so tired of talking about it
Man, are you kidding me?
But see how much we could do
Without this battle in everything
Everything, everything
Yeah, oh, oh, oh
Yeah oh, yeah oh
I'm gonna sneak right up to those cages
I'm gonna steal the keys
These are places for living things
So I'm gon' set 'em free
But I'm scared to say much and I'm not sure I'll release this
'Cause people, they can be so mean
It's gone and beyond hurt
Feelings now, they're threatening
They're threatening me, you and me
Yeah, oh, oh, oh
Yeah oh, yeah oh
Yeah oh, yeah oh-oh, oh
Oh, I could have browner skin
And I am a woman
I've been in a cage and
I didn't like it so much
I can only imagine
How much worse it could be or could have been
So I try not to take for granted
Things that have easily
Been given to me, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, ooh, oh-ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Written by: Lux Smith