stay human ...

Starvation is the creation of the devil, a rebel I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow bringin' flowers to a grave in the middle of the city isolation is a riddle to be surrounded by a million other people but to feel alone like a tree in a desert dried up like the skin of a lizard but full of colour like the spots of a leopard drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd scratch my itch like a needle on a record full of life like a man gone to Mecca sky high like an eagle up soaring I speak low but I'm like a lion roaring baritone like a Robeson recordin' I'm givin' thanks for bein' human every morning ... Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap can I hear it once again Boom Bap tell your neighbour tell afriend every box gotta right to be bomin' because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bap can I hear it once again Boom Bap tell your neighbour tell a friend Every flower got a right to be boomin' Stay Human ...