the Burnells

Lyrics

SOUND OF DRUMBEATS IN A CAPTIVE COUNTRY
MAMAS THIRSTIN’, BABIES GOIN’ HUNGRY
PAINTED FACES, ENFORCED JUBILATION
ALL JUST DIGITIZED MANIPULATION
GIVE IT UP, ALL UP, AND YOU WON’T GET IT BACK
THE PRICE OF LIVIN’ AIN’T HARDLY ON A DOWNWARD TRACK
GET ON THE TRAIN, GIVE THE MAN YOUR NAME
TELL HIM, “I’M GOIN’ BACK TO JERICHO”

PEOPLE MARCHIN’, PEOPLE DEMONSTRATIN’
FEELIN’ LIKE THEY’RE IN A LIVIN’ NATION
WAVE A-CRESTIN’, GENERATIN’ FORCES
FLOWIN’ TOGETHER FROM A MILLION SOURCES
DAM IT UP, ALL UP, AND THERE’LL BE NO RETURN
SLIP OFF TO ONE SIDE, AND YOU CAN WATCH THE LANDSCAPE BURN
GET ON THE TRAIN, GIVE THE MAN YOUR NAME
TELL HIM, “TAKE ME BACK TO JERICHO”

PERSON TO PERSON, STATION TO STATION
REVOLUTION, RECONCILIATION
A NOBLE CAUSE IS NEVER LOST OR WON
THE COUNTIN’ DON’T START TILL THE KILLIN’S DONE
KEEP IT UP, KEEP UP, OR YOU’LL BE LEFT BEHIND
THE FLESH IS WILLIN’, BUT YOU'D BETTER EXERCISE YOUR MIND
GET ON THE TRAIN, GIVE THE MAN YOUR NAME
TELL HIM, “GET ME BACK TO JERICHO”