So you want to be somebody
yet we have all sold slavery
wont somebody come and save me
as I waste lonely hoping to get free
the government wont let a white man vote
so long my bleeding throat
I send my somebody a note
and hope this finds a boat
to Germany after taking my cloths off
where slavery does not exist
for democracy has gone a miss
and I will get a big kiss
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