mr. yay okay – victrola 209 (hands) lyrics
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we were men, we worked in the church
he a minister, i his son
he built this cross, i built this life
we used our own hands, held each other’s
hand in hand
hand in hand
hand in hand
hand in hand…
we were men with no woman’s
hands to still our shaking heads
we were good, i was misunderstood
i wasn’t like him, we held each other
side by side on dotted lines
we spoke of god, he yelled a lot
through spoken word he taught me how
to work, to grow, to work, to grow
hand in hand
hand in hand
hand in hand
hand in hand…
hand in hand
hand in hand
hand in hand
hand in hand…
i was attacked and left for dead
he would have to get rid of the traces
i on the street, he looking for me
i hide myself away until day breaks
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