Jones Keziah - African Space Craft lyrics

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(Spoken intro)<br />

Class programme for the<br />

African Anarchist<br />

14 carats he pleaded<br />

Yeah, just let me take the<br />

Grain like a criminal should<br />

Burdens? As in work-horse?<br />

God works in mysterious ways<br />

But never as a coolie<br />

Never as a coolie in the sweat<br />

Shop of a deranged mind<br />

Her chocolate stain is<br />

The envy of caucasia.<br />

On these empty pages<br />

Lies an ejaculatory speech<br />

Will his letter survive?<br />

Will the words ever reach?<br />

Tell me will his letter survive?<br />

Will the words ever reach their destination?<br />

Well I can hear the call of the Mosque<br />

And the ringing of the bells<br />

Yeah, everlasting peace on earth<br />

And the casting of spells<br />

I can see thin white strips of cotton<br />

And an ol' wide broom<br />

I can see their feelings all wrapped up and muffled<br />

In an emotional room<br />

Now, it's the 10th of January<br />

And a Taxi awaits to bring me to thee<br />

But I'm a son of April<br />

And, the only African container of religious sound. Hey!<br />

Yeah, the only African container of religious sound<br />

So they make love on the 11th, fuck on the 12th<br />

And on the 13th they depart<br />

Back to the world of school uniforms,<br />

Perfects with guns and jackboots with heart<br />

Would a true story of cultural splinters<br />

Ever shred you as a tear?<br />

They were making love on a bed of emotional Rizla<br />

To burn away the fear<br />

They were making love on a bed of emotional Rizla<br />

To burn away the fear