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Brooklyn Funk Essentials : The Revolution Was Postponed Because Of Rain lyrics

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Brooklyn Funk Essentials lyrics : "The Revolution Was Postponed Because Of Rain"

The underlying
immediate
political

socio-economic
and trigger mechanism causes
were all in place when

some nee-gro or the other got hungry
had to stop at the McDonald's
had to get on the line

with the new trainee cashier
"uhh, where's the button for the fries?"
so we missed the bus...


Then the leader couldn't find his keys
didn't want some poor $$# moving

his brand new 20" and VCR
out his living room on the shoulders.
It was too late when the locksmith came


Then our demo expert Willie Blew got arrested
came out with his head hanging under his hoody

"Didn't know they started doing that
for jumping the turnstiles," he said.
"How many times must we tell you -

Don't.. get.. caught."
We voted against shootin' him on the spot
In the winter we were all depressed

so we leaned our guns against the sofas
and listened instead to Tim Tim Tiree
singing about his dysfunctions:

"Sometimes I wonder if ah'll ever be free
free of the sins of my brutish daddee
Like the cheating, the stealing, the drinking, and the

beating". . .

The weatherman said the 17th would be sunshine

and it wouldn't be too hot -
Tim Tim Tiree doesn't like sweatin'
but that night the weatherman came on crying

saying he didn't control the weather
that God was real
that he's lucky He, God, didn't strike him, the

weatherman, with lightning
for taking the credit sometimes
and that he, the weatherman, was in no way responsible

for the hurricane coming

and that we, the viewers, should

pray Jesus into our hearts
before it was too late.


Superbowl Sunday was out
all the women wanted
to see the game

and the men were pissed
at their insensitivity


The 20th was supposed to be a definite
we looked for some Bastille to storm
didn't find any

settled on the armory instead
before they moved the homeless in...
"We'll bum-rush it anyway," I said

"It smells like a collection
of a thousand farts in there," they said
So we waited for the approval of the city

contract to build a Bastille
which set the revolution back five years.


Peace wanted to start the revolution on Tuesday
She was in a pissed-off mood
her tax return didn't come in time for the rent

But they showed the We Are the World video
on cable that evening
and we all held hands

and cried to stop from laughing
and our anger subsided
Looking back, it could've been a plot
but there are more substantive plots to expose
than the We Are the World conspiracy


Now we wait for the rain to stop
All forces on the alert
some in Brooklyn [email protected]&(ts
packed in between booming speakers

listening to Shabba Ranks and Arrested Development
bogling and doing the east coast stomp
gargling with Bacardi and Brown Cow
breaking that monotony with slow movements -
slow, hip-grinding movements

with the men breathing in the women's ears to
Earth Wind & Fire's Reasons
and wondering what the weather will be like
next weekend.




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