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Mother, mother |
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There's too many of you crying |
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Brother, brother, brother |
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There's far too many of you dying |
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You know we've got to find a way |
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To bring some lovin' here today |
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Father, father |
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We don't need to escalate |
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You see, war is not the answer |
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For only love can conquer hate |
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You know we've got to find a way |
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To bring some understanding here today |
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Picket lines, sister and picket signs, sister |
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Don't come to me, sister, with brutality, sister |
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First talk to me, sister then you will see, sister |
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Oh, what's going on, what's going on |
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What's going on, what's going on |
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Oh, what's going on, what's going on |
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Yeah, what's going on |
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Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong |
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But who are they to judge us |
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Simply because our hair is long |
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You know we've got to find a way |
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To bring some understanding here today |
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We're picket lines, brother and we're picket signs, brother |
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Don't come to me, brother, with brutality, brother |
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First talk to me, brother and you will see, brother |
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Oh, what's going on, yeah, what's going on |
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What's going on, what's going on |
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Oh, what's going on, what's going on |
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I'll tell you what's going on |
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What's going on |
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What's going on |
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What's going on |
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What's going on, please tell me |
