They're talkin' bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know
They're talkin' about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take what's theirs
You better run, run, run...
Oh I said you better
Run, run, run...
Talkin' bout a revolution
When there's enough food to feed the world
Why when there're so many of us
Are there people still alone
When they're aimed to kill
Why is a woman still not safe
When she's in her home
War is peace
No is yes
And we're all free
The time is coming soon
Admidst all these questions and contradictions
There're some who seek the truth
The time is coming soon
When the blind remove their blinders
And the speechless speak the truth
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the world
This the most heinous of crimes
This the deadliest of sins
The greatest violation of all time
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
You've heard of bombs exploded underground
You know the sun shines
Hotter than ever before
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
A queen
With cities of concrete and steel
But there is no glory no honor
In what results
From the rape of the world
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
She has been dumped on
She has been poisoned and beaten up
And we have been witness
To the rape of the world
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the world
If you listen you will hear her cries
If you care you will stand and testify
And stop the rape of the world
Stop the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
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Talkin' Bout a Revolution
Don't you know
While they're standing in the welfare lines
Poor people gonna rise up
Don't you know
Finally the tables are starting to turn
From "Tracy Chapman" (1988)
WHY?
Why do the babies starve
Why are the missiles called peace keepers
Love is hate
But somebody's gonna have to answer
But somebody's gonna have to answer
From "Tracy Chapman" (1988)
The Rape of the World
Mother of us all
This the beginning of the end
Mother of us all
You've seen her stripped mined
Mother of us all
Some claim to have crowned her
Mother of us all
She has been clear-cut
Mother of us all
If you look you'll see it with your own eyes
Mother of us all
From "New Beginnings" (1995)
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