ABC 123 - Tune-Yards

Sun sun sun burn down on me

Atop this hill so I can see

My skin boils red and scabs and stings

But I must be witness to everything

Fan the fire or face the crowd

California’s burning down

Sitting in the middle of the sixth extinction

Silently suggesting the investment in a generator

I called you up because I thought you’d see it my way

I looked for freedom and I found it on the highway

No other option so I’m peeling out the driveway

Sing those brand new ABCs

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I want so badly to be liked

I ask myself, «Why was I nice?»

I ask myself, «What should I do?»

But all I know is white centrality

My country served me horror coke

My natural freedom up in smoke

My pre-polluted fetus lead us

Into the obscene, I mean

I’m on a desert island and I ate up all the coral

I was so hungry but I know that isn’t normal, oh no

But my behavior isn’t anything but moral

So unhappy, ABC!

I called you up because we had a great connection

You couldn’t hear me ‘cause of NSA protection

But we’ll unite before the very next election

No abstentions, vote the ABCs!

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I called you up because I’d like to see it your way

The bridge between us is behind a different doorway

Thought I was looking but I don’t know what to see

Living in a new reality

A desert island and I ate up all the coral

(ABC!)

I was so hungry but I know that isn’t normal

(ABC!)

But my behavior isn’t anything but moral

(ABC!)

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