Boots Riley - Heven Tonite lyrics
[Hook] Preacher man wanna save my soul Don't nobody wanna save my life People we done lost control Let's make heaven tonite Preacher man wanna save my soul Don't nobody wanna save my life People we done lost control Let's make heaven tonite Now as I sleep may the oxygen inflate my lungs May my arteries and heart oscillate as one If police come may I awake escape and run In the morning may I have the sake to scrape the funds And if I take the plunge May it be said that I wasn't afraid to shake my tongue Show the state was scum Makin' sure that the callin' bell of fate was rung Cuz if they could the would And probly tried to Rape the sun Someone said that this is just my body Wait for the Afterparty Where ain't no shut-off note And every wallet there is knotty Feet are on the asphalt Dick in the dirt This system take vickin' to work Listen alert Check out the introvert In the corner with the rip in her skirt Stomach pains so she grippin' her shirt Ain't never had dinner So she know she ain't gettin' dessert Don't try to tell me it's her mission to hurt I got faith in the people and they power to fight We gon make the struggle blossom Like a flower to light I know that we could take power tonight Make 'em cower from might And get emergency clearance from the tower for flight I ain't sittin in your pews less you helpin' me resist and refuse Show me a list of your views If you really love me Help me tear this muthaf**a up Consider this my tithe for the offer cup [Hook] I used to think about infinity And how my memory is finna be Invisibly slim in that vicinity And though the stars are magnificent Whisky and the midnight sky can make you feel insignificant The revolution in this tune and verse Is a bid for my love to touch the universe Strugglin' over wages and funds Let the movement get contagious and run Through the end when it's gauges and guns And if we win in the ages to come We'll have a chapter where the history pages are from They won't never know our name or face But feel our soul in free food they taste Feel our pa**ion when they heat they house When they got power on the streets And the police don't beat 'em about Let's make health care centers on every block Let's give everybody homes and a garden plot Let's give all the schools books Ten kids a cla** And give 'em truth for their pencils and pads Retail clerk - "love ballads" where you place this song Let's make heaven right here Just in case they wrong [Hook]