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In Friday's tie-dye
I was trying to get from to there
Walking to, through people everywhere
I got on at my station, running the fire
Looking for an elevation would get me a little higher

News of people dying, someone lying on the
Crying for the nation, can we up a prayer
There'll be a coronation, a fancy affair
We'll be lined up in formation, but we won't be going

Down the hellhole, trying to my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen
The man was apologetic as he turned his to say
Sorry, kid, you're not gonna it home today
Hey mister, you take my ticket away
more to the point, how come I let you
I blame it all on you, or make up my mind to stay
I I knew a way I could forget you

I didn't the fine print, y'gotta be on the ball
days I'm less confident, up against a wall
I wonder where my mind went, I have made the call
I like to think I'm innocent, but then, we all

I got to the location, hoping for the best
But another situation put me to the
A man in black pants, a shirt, and a red vest
Had on the track and no one even got depressed
Or even guessed he wasn't on an act
said he'd drunk too much
'Cause he was on his back
It was also duly noted that he to be black
There was a serious lack of anything right at all

What's the didn't stop
The very least I could have done was a cop
But I passed the vendor, pursuing my agenda
And I like everyone else, I dropped the here

Still to get home, I saw a telephone
And put coins I had found
They supposed to work, they did for the man beside me
But when I dropped them in, they wouldn't go

What is going on
Will I know the truth
How do to deal with the time away your daddy's youth
Story after of disaster barely missed
You see, common miracles somehow do
And can be kissed by lady fortune

So I up my skirt and tucked my wallet in
my bag and the sling I carried my girl child in
Funny she cry, she wasn't scared at all
She could see a happy in the patterns on the wall

And
The next was the right one, but not for the vested man
I try, but there's too many things never understand
keep on going knowing someone's got a plan
For Friday's tie-dye and Monday's promised land
And it is