I was born in West L.A. To a world all gone astray Still the prettiest place right next to Disneyland But any good was gone as we fought the devils spawn Half the time we never even knew it.You can’t call out the Invisible man Until you take a stand.
Let him know that his filthy time is over. Warriors on their knees Is what this battle needs Remember that with you and God we’ll make it.
As I grew life made no sense No logic to recompense The ones in charge were empty-headed losers Bad was goo...
I was born in West L.A. To a world all gone astray
Still the prettiest place right next to Disneyland
But any good was gone as we fought the devils spawn
Half the time we never even knew it.
You can’t call out the Invisible man
Until you take a stand.
Let him know that his filthy time is over.
Warriors on their knees Is what this battle needs
Remember that with you and God we’ll make it.
As I grew life made no sense
No logic to recompense
The ones in charge were empty-headed losers
Bad was good and No meant yes
As young men marched to their deaths
In battles that our leaders planned on losing.
You can’t call out the Invisible man Until you take a stand.
Let him know that his filthy time is over.
Warriors on their knees Is what this battle needs
Remember that with you and God we’ll make it.
At thirty-five one day I awoke in disarray
To see the many, many children missing,
Stolen across the land
To service the leaders command
Loved ones panicked with their hearts forever broken.
So come out you bastard man,
We all will take a stand.
Your warning is we’ll say What God would have us tell you.
Be it burn now or soon or later
You’ll be gone you worthless traitor
By the power of God your time is almost through!
CREDITS:
A poem by Michele Archer
Composed, Produced, and Performed by Zeph Daniel
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