Steve April vocal, guitar, fx (Melody, lyrics)
Mark Stein piano, sax, bass, percussion
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Hope
Your mother's doin' the laundry
with her boyfriend down the block,
your brother's down at Rikers
they threw away the lock
when he took out his Glock in a drive by.
Hope is the thing with feathers.
You steal a 12 speed
from a messanger on 7th avenue,
you meet truckers and suckers
and "high life" men in blue
who run their numbers on you.
Hope is the thing with feathers yeah yeah.
Negativity is all you got, your lousy anger gets you through...
You're makin' new friends
on your climb to the top.
Your Cd's breakin' new ground
maybe the Boston pops
will offer a chair to an artist rapper.
Hope is the thing with feathers.
Corporate tailors, give me some room
I'm not responsible, not responsible.
Preachers of violence, a moment of silence for the children.
Heart and belly, art kelly, ludicross,
take the tax loss, do you court a girl like that?
We love you Latrell.
Hey Levi how do ya like me now?
Dr. Dre eo, not a bad ceo, jest ok eo...
I o the night.
The girl standin' next to me
sings sings on the radio
we're minstrels on a mission sent by God.
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