Janelle Monae - Many Moons lyrics

Voo doo doo doo... We're dancing free but we're stuck here underground And everybody trying to figure they way out Hey hey hey hey, all we ever wanted to say Was chased, erased, and then thrown away And day-to-day we live in a daze We march all around till the sun goes down Night children, night children (night children hid around) Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes We long for freedom (for freedom) You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thing and it's gonna fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the war's heating up) And when the truth goes bang, the shouts splatter out (Revolutionize your lives and find a way out) And when you're growing down, instead of growing up (You gotta ooh ah ah like a panther) Tell me are you bold enough to reach for love? (Na na na...) He lived in Sector 10 He had a friend named Benjamin Sail away, sail away Suzanne So strong for so long All I wanna do is sing my simple song Is it square or round, rich or poor At the end of day and night, all we want is more I keep my feet on solid ground (And use my wings when storms come around) I keep my feet on solid ground (For freedom) You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thing in the sky to fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the war's heating up) And when the truth goes bang, the shouts splatter out (Revolutionize your lives and find a way out) And when you're growing down, instead of growing up (You gotta ooh ah ah like a panther) Baby, tell me are you bold enough to reach for love (Na na na...) spoken: Civil rights, civil war Hood rat, crack who*e Carefree, nightclub Closet drunk, bathtub Outcast, weirdo Stepchild, freak show Black girl, bad hair Broad nose, cold stare Tap shoes, Broadway Tuxedo, holiday Creative block, love song Stupid words, erased song Gun shots, orange house Dead man walking with a dirty mouth Spoiled milk, stale bread Welfare, bubonic plague Record deal, light bulb Keep back kid now a corporate thug Breast cancer, common cold HIV, lost hope Overweight, self esteem Misfit, broken dream Fish tank, small bowl Closed minded, dark hole Cybergirl, droid control Get away now they trying to steal your soul Microphone, one stage Tomboy, outrage Street fight, bloody war Instigators, third floor Promiscuous child, broken heart STD, quarantine Heroin needle, coke head Final chapter, d**h bed Plastic sweat, metal skin Metallic tears, mannequin Carefree, nightclub Closet drunk, bathtub White House, Jim Crow Dirty lies, my regards! And when the world just treats you wrong Just come with me and I'll take you home No need to pack a bag (Just treat you just treat you wrong) Who put your life in the danger zone? You running, dropping like a rolling stone No time to pack a bag You just can't stop your heart from hanging on The old man dies and then a baby's born Chan-chan-chan-change your life And when the world just treats you wrong Just come with us and we'll take you home Shan-Shan-Shan-Shangri-La Na na na...