Many Moons - Janelle Monáe

Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

We’re dancing free, but we’re stuck here underground

And everybody trying to figure they way out

Hey hey hey hey, all we ever wanted to say

Was chased erased and then thrown away

And day to day, we live in a daze

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

Oh make it rain, ain’t a thing in the sky to fall

(The silver bullet’s in your hand and the war’s heating up)

And when the truth goes BANG the shouts splatter out

(Revolutionize your lives and find a way out)

And when you’re growing down instead of growing up

(You gotta ooo ah ah like a panther)

Tell me are you bold enough to reach for love?

(Na na na…)

He lived in sector ten

He had a friend named Benjamin

Sail away, sail away Susan

So strong for so long

All I wanna do is sing my simple song

Square or round, rich or poor

At the end of day and night all we want is more

I keep my feet on solid ground and use my wings when storms come around

I keep my feet on solid ground for freedom

You’re free but in your mind, your freedom’s in a bind

Oh make it rain, ain’t a thing in the sky to fall

(The silver bullet’s in your hand and the war’s heating up)

And when the truth goes BANG the shouts splatter out

(Revolutionize your lives and find a way out)

And when you’re growing down instead of growing up

(You gotta ooo ah ah like a panther)

Tell me are you bold enough to reach for love?

(Na na na…)

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, erase 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 now corporate thug

Breast cancer, common cold

HIV, lost hope

Overweight, self esteem

Misfit, broken dream

Fish tank, small bowl

Closed minded, dark hold

Cybergirl, droid control

Get away now they tryna steal your soul

Microphone, one stage

Tomboy, outrage

Street fight, bloody war

Instigators, third floor

Promiscuous child, broken heart

STD, quarantine

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

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 time 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 us and we’ll take you home

Shan, shan shan shan-gri la

Na na na na na na na na na na na