Pootie - Seven Was My Song In New York Lyrics
How can I rewrite a two une tail?It seemed it happened every trip thereThis isn't some crate cell of complaintsIt's first wave oppression that needs to endWe had just gotten off the planeThere's always a few seconds of comfort till I meet all of youI always thought you were differentBut within a few hours I realized you were just like the restIt's not my fault that I have nothing to sayIt just seems easier to go awayRemember when you picked us up from town?I didn't want to go downWhen will this all end?You met us on the floorTripping over wedding decorAnd whispered in my earI got pushed by C.B.So I turned around to see C.D. outside on the porchWhat followed next was something I could not forgetOnly lasting ten secondsDo you remember when you said I was too old for this?For bowing my head under another ceremony?Well, I think you're too old to be throwing punches at waitressesToo old for getting drunk every chance you getMaybe I shouldn't even come around anymoreAll you people seem to do is complain about me saying nothing at allDo you remember when you took my chair?Do you remember when you said that those were your keys?What's with this virtue of nodding and respecting fellow venture capitalists?Do you really want to know what I think of you?Because it's clear what you think of meYou know what's tearing us apart?Racism, sexism, capitalism, acneism, conversism, homophobia, transphobia, slut-shaming, the meat and dairy industry and killing for a hobbyYou say that I need to grow upBut I'm just getting started
