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StarCat/CatStar

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

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