Monday morning, I wake up and check, yeah we’re in 2008.
I am not hopeless
Cause I hear some people shouting in the streets.
So I phone my sweet heart
N’ tell him we have things to do.
Then I grab my leather jacket n’ join him at the vinyl store.
Cause my mind went to 70s,
Where no cop can steal my ideas.
Listening to Marvin n’ Martin,
Fighting for my woman’s rights!
One LP later, Ella Fitzgerald’ be with me all day long.
Coming out the store,
I’m looking for voices I’ve heard before.
By surprise those people seem
To drag themselves from a deep sleep.
Then I see queen Coretta, in the crowd, calling me!
Cause my mind went to 70s,
Where no cop can steal my ideas.
Listening to Marvin n’ Martin,
Fighting for my woman’s rights!
Make this 21st century
Proud of its redemption songs n’ freedom deeds.
Time works for lying men…
They can raise my taxes again for what I’m singing I guess..!