Dalek

Dalek - Spiritual Healing songtekst

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Who you pray to, my God the black God?

Who you pray to, my God the brown God?

Who you pray to, my God the white God?

Your reaction's kind of odd for a kid who loves to nod.

 


I wear skin like Jesus

Sick of bullshit preachers

Concerned with aborted fetus

But don't give a fuck who feeds us.

Speech so tedious,

If Abraham freed us,

Why there still Abner Louima's?

Been slaves since days of Julius Caesar

Man's need to dominate overshadows need to breath

Pray to your pagan gods while your twisting all those trees

Scraped knees don't prove what you believe

Your blind faith passed to your seeds,

Killed our garden type weeds, 

Turn around and blame it on Eve.

While you blame me for blemishing our family tree

I'll uproot all of humanity.

 


Who you pray to, my God the black God?

Who you pray to, my God the brown God?

Who you pray to, my God the white God?

Your reaction's kind of odd for a kid who loves to nod.

 


Sick of true blasphemy,

Religion pure alchemy

And gold lines no lead streets

Blessed are the meek who reek in honesty

True green lie in botany,

They're hawking me from high atop the food chain

Deciding who to blame for each and every heartless act

Weight of elements exact

I retain no tact and spit the pure fact

Mixed with blood from split tongue

Collapsed lung only help to breath diseased atmosphere

Expect me to adhere to your bullshit code of silence

Speak till dawn of violence

They say no man's an island...

I’ve watched the youth,

These kids is wildin'

 


Who you pray to, my God the black God?

Who you pray to, my God the brown God?

Who you pray to, my God the white God?

Your reaction's kind of odd for a kid who loves to nod.
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