Letra de "Brown Paper People"

See a continent hidden
See a paradise crazy
See the gods who were strangers
In a liquid gold city

See the brown, brown paper people
See the footprint and the money
See the funny, funny, funny bird snake man
See the gold in his garden
See the gold in his garden
See the gold in his garden

See the dance in the hip-hop, they hold to the lie
Then show me graphic that Africa will die
And so let there be war by the unspoken source
In the struggle to survive

Tell me, tell me what money can buy
Only when we lose our loved ones
Do we realize that we are alive

See together tomorrow
See the people take cover
See the God then no goodness
Know the free trade and the hunger

See the mind on a pillow
See the anger and the lonely
Touch the wisdom
Welcome water

Feel the mother
Feel the ripple
Feel the ripple
Feel the ripple, feel the ripple

All around you
All around you
All around you

See the ripple
Feel the ripple