Shah Mot (The Shah Is Dead / Checkmate) - Gil Scott-Heron, Brian Jackson

My name is what’s your name

I am the voice of sane

Remembering things that I told me yesterday

My name is what’s your name

I am inside your frame

We saw the devils,

Had to make them go away

My name is what’s your name

You may reject my claim

But I expect that you won’t vary from it long

My name is what’s your name

Ours is a single aim

And we can double recognize in need of form (?)

Take it to the street

Tell everybody you meet

You do whatever you do whenever you feel the war drum beat

Put it in the air,

Spit it everywhere

You do whatever you do whenever you know you got to be there

Shah mot!

You only take it as a symbol

Look closely, who does it resemble?

My name is what’s your name

If you recall the change

Then you can dig that we’ve been put into a trance

My name is what to do

I am inside of you

I’ve been here ever since the day you learned to stand

My name is what’s your name

Born on the wings of strain

Ours is a justice that has long been overdue

My name is what to do

But we already knew

And now the clouds of when and how come into view

Shah mot!

Take it to the street

Tell everybody you meet

You do whatever you do whenever you feel the war drum beat

Shah mot!

Put it in the air,

Spit it everywhere

You do whatever you do whenever you know you got to be there

Shah mot!

You only take it as a symbol

Look closely, who does it resemble?

My name is what’s your name

I am the voice of sane

Remembering things that I told me yesterday

My name is what’s your name

I am inside your frame

We saw the devils,

Had to make them go away

Shah mot!

Take it to the street

Tell everybody you meet

You do whatever you do whenever you feel the war drum beat

Shah mot!

Put it in the air,

Spit it everywhere

You do whatever you do whenever you know you got to be there

Shah mot!

You only take it as a symbol

Look closely, who does it resemble?