"In the Mayfields" - The Hybrid Era

"In the Mayfields" Lyrics by The Hybrid Era(Chorus X2 - Curtis Mayfield)People get readyAs the train a comingDon't need no ticketYou just thank the Lord(First Verse)I got handed a ticketCall it a pass to lifeAnd it read right on itThe world will be alrightBecause our generation never even thinks twiceAbout discriminating, segregating our rightsNo more worried Gaza nightsLiving off of candle lightsWorrisome warfrontsOr Hiroshima sightsCuz the future's so brightWhen you look up at the sky andEverything we see is neither yours nor mineSeparated in time all religions are divineOverlooking the fine prints and words to be defined andWe don't need to win it all we need to do is tryTo remove all of the evil and the people so slySo, people don't cryWhen you see her, he or IFalling victims to the system we were put forth to abideAnd they think we're feeble mindsControlled by evil guysAnd the media makes it harder for good people to take stridesToo busy reporting fiction and their pulp is full of liesSo their purpose, proving worthless, is easily defiedThey take away our heros and claim Jesus crucifiedAnd they told us Iraq had them now you tell me who was lyingThey tell you to keep buying and put money in their pocketsAnd you labor all your life so they can reap the harvestSo don't aim at the target, I just meditate oftenI got handed a ticketBut I ain't the only one who got it(Chorus X2 - Curtis Mayfield)People get readyAs the train a comingDon't need no ticketYou just thank the Lord(Second Verse)Sitting in the sand, with my Ray-bansWatcha say man, no need to understand meGrant me, feelings that'll fill me upLike a cup of Brandy, no Ray-J no BambisJust you and meSitting there,Thinking of the world can it hand mePeace like a piece of candy?So easy, so happyWith a smile wider than a mile while I'm laughingBut I can't seeToday was written by Tom ClanceyYou fancy what I'm tryina say G?Debating left and right wingsAin't talking 'bout the right thingsPut your gloves on, get it on in the boxing ringThen name me king like a donCuz I'm fond of pushing buttons like IranI'm kidding mom, I'm calmLike Curtis Mayfield on the chorus of this songYou knew all along, drop a bomb,And I'm strong like an arm holding on to the moon and the starsTryina get you outta harm's waySo we'll bump our heads to Today was a Good DayIn the barbershop on a FridayAre we there yet? Don't think so,But I'm still reaching for the star like a RingoI'm standing on a platformEven through a sandstormSo we better get goingTickets won't be needed just run before that train gone(Chorus X2 - Curtis Mayfield)People get readyAs the train a comingDon't need no ticketYou just thank the Lord

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