Tonart: A major•
Verse 1
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D
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Come all ye
D
Jewish boyfriends that live here in
New
York.
A
For years we have been reading
E
your delicatessen talk.
A
Now it's time to enter in our
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Now's the time to wake up from
E
A
the international dream.
Two generations you've hidden
D
your light and your sex.
A
Your parents starved to master matter
E
and your consciousness perplexed.
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Now all these matter junkies
Moloch's maw
A
You're left alone in universe,
E
A
your habits to withdraw
D
Come all ye black boys that live on
New
York streets
E
Harlem, beat and jailed by police
A
Rise up ye rainbow consciousness
D
over
Manhattan
Isle
A
Let loose the joy of mastery,
E
A
conquer the white style.
Come all ye
Puerto
D
Rican cats, exiled from tropic sun,
A
To labor in the ice and soot of
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Beat your drums and chang guitars,
D
proclaim your softest joy,
A
Ye will not drink from white beer cans,
E
A
nor be a junkie boy.
Come all ye
D
Amerindians that drink in
Brooklyn's bars
A
Let loose your ancient buffalo cry
Sand
A
Street stars, re deem the mental nation
D
Wake the great mother's corpse,
E
A
Still whatever iron warps
Come,
O poet -Italians,
D
long scared of the syndicate,
A
Secret death and blackmail made
A
D
Sing over the rooftops your ancient
Cumaian blues,
Afric brothers,
E
A
the world's old tender news.
Come out, you
Greeks and
Russians, ye
Slavs,
Broadway
E
Weep tears of many loves
D
Ye children found her again
A
Squatting on the planet
E
A
Belly full of metal sin
Highways full of speed
D
Brains city full of junk
A
Television blew her mind
E
Her eyes are plastic gunk
A
Every little scream she made
D
was cause for planet war
Eastern boys and girls,
E
A
lead home our mother whore
Oh,
Polish boys jumped up from
Chicago seed
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Stop eating meat, kielbasa,
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One acre's grainy labor,
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Yields instead of pigs,
E
A
twenty times the same protein.
White boys of
D
Manhattan, white girls of
New
York,
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Come gather all together,
E
your loves for the great work.
A
Kneel down, adore your brothers
D
and sisters of soul and skin.
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Lay hands on all your bodies,
E
A
your touch makes the world skin
O come ye children that grew up,
New
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This century ends with brimstone,
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or else your tender tears
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Gather vigour in heart,
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gather intellect in your brains
When
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God stiffens your spine,
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Only motion remains.
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