Janelle Monae - Many moons
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Chords: Em G Am7 B7
repeat throughout
Verse 1:
EmWe're dancing free but we're stuck here uGnderground Am7 B7
And everybody trying to figure they way out
EmHey hey hey, all we ever wanted to say G Am7 B7
Was chased erased and then thrown away
EmAnd day to day we live in a daze G Am7 B7
Refrain:
We march all around til' the sun goes down night children
Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes, we long for freedom (for freedom)
You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind
Chorus:
EmOh make it rain, ain't a thang anGd the sky to fall
(Am7the silver bullet's in your hand anB7d the war's heating up)
EmAnd when the truth goes bang the shouts sGplatter out
Am7(revolutionize your lives B7and find a way out)
EmAnd when you're growing down instead of gGrowing up
Am7(you gotta ooo ah ah liB7ke a panther)
EmTell me are you bold enough to reach for Glove? Am7 B7
Em(na na na...G)
He lived in sectoAm7r 10, B7
He had a friend named Benjamin Em G
Sail away, sail away, Susan Am7 B7
2nd verse:
EmSo strong for so lGong
Am7All i wanna do is sing my simple soB7ng
EmSquare or round, rich or Gpoor
Am7At the end of day and night all we want is more B7
EmI keep my feeGt on solid ground and use my winAm7gs when storms come around B7
EmI keep my feeGt on solid ground for freedom Am7 B7
EmYou're free but in yGour mind, your freedom's in a biAm7nd B7
Chorus
Cybernetic chantdown:
Civil rights, civil war
Hood rat, crack whore
Carefree, nightclub
Closet drunk, bathtub
Outcast, weirdo
Stepchild, freak show
Black girl, bad hair
Broad nose, cold stare
Tap shoes, broadway
Tuxedo, holiday
Creative black, love song
Stupid words, erased song
Gun shots, orange house
Dead man walking with a dirty mouth
Spoiled milk, stale bread
Welfare, bubonic plague
Record deal, light bulb
Keep back kid not corporate thug
Breast cancer, common cold
Hiv, lost hope
Overweight, self esteem
Misfit, broken dream
Fish tank, small bowl
Closed mind, dark hold
Cybergirl, droid control
Get away now they trying to steal your soul
Microphone, one stage
Tomboy, outrage
Street fight, bloody war
Instigators, third floor
Promiscuous child, broken dream
Std, quarentine
Heroin user, coke head
Final chapter, death bed
Plastic sweat, metal skin
Metallic tears, mannequin
Carefree, night club
Closet drunk, bathtub
White house, jim crow
Dirty lies, my regards
Closing lullaby:
And when the world just treats you wrong
Just come with me and i'll take you home
No need to pack a bag
Who put your life in the danger zone?
You running dropping like a rolling stone
No need to pack a bag
You just can't stop your hurt from hanging on
The old man dies and then a baby's born
Chan, chan, chan, change your life
And when the world just treats you wrong
Just come with me and i'll take you home
Shan, shan shan shan-gri la
Na na na na na na na na na na na.