Living Colour - Open Letter (To a Landlord) Lyrics
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Open Letter (To a Landlord)
Open Letter (To a Landlord) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Open Letter (To a Landlord) By Living Colour?
Now you can tear a building down
But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see... This is my neighborhood This is where I come from I call this place my home You call this place a slum You want to run all the people out This what you're all about Treat poor people just like trash Turn around and make big cash [Chorus:] Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Last month there was a fire I saw seven children die You sent flowers to their family But your sympathy's a lie Cause every building that you burn Is more blood money that you earn We are forced to relocate From the pain that you create [Chorus] We lived here for so many years Now this house is full of fear For a profit you will take control Where will all the older people go? There used to be when kids could play Without the scourge of drug's decay Now our kids are living dead They crack and blow their lives away [Chorus] You've got to fight You've got a right To fight for your neighborhood! |
Who Wrote Open Letter (To a Landlord) By Living Colour?
Tracie D Morris, Vernon Alphonsus Reid
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What's The Duration Of The Open Letter (To a Landlord) By Living Colour?The duration of Open Letter (To a Landlord) is 5:30 minutes and seconds. |
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