Sinéad O'Connor - Black boys on mopeds
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BLACK BOYS ON MOPEDS
Sinead O'Connor
CAPO 3
GMargaret ThatcDher on TC/GV
Shocked by the dGeaths that took plDace in BeijC/Ging
Seems sGtrange that she shDould be offenC/Gded
The same oGrders are gDiven by hC/Ger
GI've said Dthis before nC/Gow
You said I was cGhildish and yDou'll say it C/Gnow
GRememDber what I tolC/Gd you
GThey hated meD, they will haC/Gte you
CHORUS:
England's not the mGythical lDand of MaC/Gdame George and roses
It's the hoGme of polDice who kill C/Gblack boys on mopeds
And I lGove my boyD, and that's why I'm leC/Gaving
I don't waGnt him to be aDware that there's aC/Gny such thing as grieving
Young mother down at Smith Field, 5 a.m.
Looking for food for her kids
In her arms she holds three cold babies
And the first word that they learned was "Please"
These are dangerous days
To say what you feel is to dig your own grave
Remember what I told you
If you were of the world they would love you
CHORUS