Bang The Drum — текст песни (Linda Perry)

One day well run away

Build a house made of straw and clay

Worship every moonlit night

While we bang upon the drum

Plant seeds to grow the trees

That will supply the needs

To raise a wall of segregation

While we bang upon the drum

A social enemy has prayed upon thy faith

A loss of dignity

Is getting in thy way

Real soon the sand dunes

Will blow across every afternoon

Blinding us with a grain of salt

As we bang upon the drum

Well plant our feet in land

Far surpassing machines of man

Thanking mother for this revelation

While we bang upon the drum

A common legacy

Has graced me with new faith

A needle and a thread

Has woven my new fate

One day in the afternoon

One day in the afternoon

One day well run away

Build a house made of straw and clay

Worship every moonlit night

As we bang upon the drum

A social enemy has prayed upon thy faith

A loss of dignity is getting in thy way

One day in the afternoon

One day in the afternoon