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We are not going to hell

We are not going to hell Tell the preacher man To be upright with his words Cos we are not the reason Why tomorrow looks red We did not create the monster on the hills Either did we set the fire with the steel birds We never made up the suffering we face Neither did we want a troublesome land For too long we voted for Peace love prosperity progress and care We were innocent of the lies from strange men Men whose action are far from their words Days after days our life's remain unchanged Our stories remains the same Despite how much good we are to the law So tell the preacher man To say the truth to power cos We are not going to hell We are the ones beaten Black and blue We are the victims of lies So please when you preach Tell God how much we suffer cos There's no better hell Than the ghetto life's in the third world So please tell the preacher man that when we die We are not going to hell We are not going to hell There must be a heaven For an African child Whose life on earth bleeds with pains Just for a mere basic survival Yes there must be a paradise For the innocent whose life were Wasted just for greed and hatred There must be a better rest for the brave Whose life was cut short by evil So tell the preacher man that There is no hell for an African child Cos we are already existing in one We are already burning on earth We've lost our valuable to hunters Lost our dignity to the west Left our spirituality to an idol We are naked to the world Despite our input to nature Our troubles never change And there is no better hell we can burn no more So tell the preacher man To be upright with his words Cos after this longs years of slavery After this longs time of suffering After facing the worlds isolation Sorry mr preacher man Their must a heaven for an African child cos We are not going to hell We are the ones beaten Black and blue We are the victims of lies So please when you preach Tell God how much we suffer cos There's no better hell Than the ghetto life's in the third world So please tell the preacher man that when we die We are not going to hell

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