StarCat/CatStar
StarCat/CatStar is dedicated to the memory of David Bowie, that cosmic subversive who’s returned at last to his ethereal home.
StarCat/CatStar is dedicated to the memory of David Bowie, that cosmic subversive who’s returned at last to his ethereal home.
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my big wide hips swingin’<br />
to tha’ silent chants’a my ancestors in tha’ motherland<br />
you know tha’ land don’chu<br />
tha’ mother land<br />
my mother’s land<br />
that land where you done<br />
gone ‘n stole my mama<br />
wrapped her all up in that<br />
iron clad neckless ‘n them iron clad bracelets<br />
‘n threw her into tha’ pits’a hell<br />
till ya’ll washed yur scrawny asses<br />
upon tha’ shores’a this here promised land<br />
‘n what all this promised land<br />
done promised you mister<br />
seems it promised you<br />
you could jest go on ‘n do whatever<br />
you wanted with whoever you wanted<br />
don’t make no difference who or what<br />
like it din’t make no difference<br />
what you done to my mama<br />
when you rolled all ov’a her<br />
on them long rollin’ nights on that long rollin’ boat<br />
that went ‘n took you to my native land<br />
‘n then brought you back to this here promised land<br />
this here land’a milk ‘n honey<br />
well mister<br />
tha’ only thang ’bout<br />
milk ‘n honey for you now is<br />
you thank that there blood<br />
runnin’ through yur filthy veins<br />
is all nice’n white like milk<br />
‘n that your slitherin’ slimy thang<br />
is all sweet like honey<br />
but that’s where yur all wrong mister<br />
all wrong<br />
yeah<br />
dead<br />
wrong<br />
‘n i’m wonderin’ jest what part’a me<br />
you thought you could hold hostage<br />
with them there chains’a yurs<br />
cause these here eyes<br />
that see you fur what you are<br />
‘n these here ruby red lips you love ta’ bite<br />
‘n this here nose that smells yur foul stink<br />
‘n this here nappy hair you like ta’ pull<br />
‘n these here arms you bound in hate<br />
‘n these here long legs you like ta’ part