Top Songs By Michael Franti & Spearhead
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Franti
Lead Vocals
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Franti
Composer
Ramon Lazo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Franti
Producer
Dj Choco
Producer
Lyrics
(Ooh-hoo)
(Mm-hmm)
(Mm-hmm, mm-mm)
Oh my, oh my God
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
In my mind they got us livin' genocide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
Oh my God
Slam, bam
I come unseen
But like gasoline
You can tell I'm in the tank
Got money in the bank
I smell appealin'
But I'm toxic, could send you reelin'
Without a inklin'
Keep you thinkin'
'Cause you gave cash to the Feds
Left your school district for dead
Fucked you up in the head
But still they sayin' nothin's wrong
Sellin' firewater but outlawin' the bong
Still believin' the system is workin'
While half of my people are still outta work and
Anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats
Of judges and juries, from Frisco to Jersey
Threats and protests, politicians, mob debts
Trumped up charges and phoney arrests
Stage a lethal injection the night before the election
'Cause he got donation from the prison guards union
Oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' genocide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
Oh my God
Listenin' to my stethoscope on a rope
Internal lullabies, human cries
Thumps and silence
The language of violence
Algorithmic, cataclysmic
Seismic, biorhythmic
You can make a life longer but you can't save it
You can make a clone and then you try to enslave it?
Stealin' DNA samples from the unborn
And then you comin' after us 'cause we sampled a James Brown horn?
Scientists who's God is progress
A four-headed sheep is their latest project
The CIA runnin' like that Jones from Indiana
But they still won't talk about that Jones in Guyana
This ain't no cartoon
No one slips on bananas
Do you really think that that car killed Diana?
Hell, I shot Ronald Reagan
I shot JFK, I slept with Marilyn
She sung me Happy Birthday
Oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' genocide
Singin', oh my, ph my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
Oh my God
And we say
Na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
And you'd say
Na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Well politicians got lipstick on the collar
The whole media started to holler
But I don't give a fuck who they screwin' in private
I wanna know who they screwin' in public
Robbin', cheatin', stealin'
White collar criminal
McDonald eatin', you deserve a beatin'
Send you home weepin'
With the fat bill for your Caribbean weekend
For just about anything, they can bust us
False advertisin' sayin' Halls of Justice
You tellin' the youth, "Don't be so violent"
Then you drop bombs on every single continent
Mandatory minimum sentencin'
'Cause he got caught with a pocket full a medicine
Do that again, another ten up in the pen
I feel so mad I wanna bomb an institution
Singin', oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' genocide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
(Oh my God)
In my mind they got us livin' suicide
Singin', oh my, oh my God
Oh my God
And we say
Na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
And we say
Na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
See, we keep movin' on, movin' on
'Cause they're never gonna stop us now
(Na-na-na-na-na)
Stop us now
Stop us now
Stop us now
Stop us now
(Na-na-na-na-na)
Stop us now
Stop us now
Stop us now
Stop us now
Stop us now
No
(Na-na-na-na-na)
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
(Na-na-na-na-na)
Oh my
Oh my
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Written by: Michael Franti, Ramon Lazo