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Guineaman
Beautiful Nubia and the Roots Renaissance Band
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The words have been written, oh Lord of Letters
On stone and water in sacred places
The sins of the night now revealed in light
And the feeling grows (feeling grows)
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The word has been sent out, oh Lord of Letters
For freedom and justice, true liberation
Voices are calling for restitution
And the feeling grows (feeling grows)
Light your candle, burn a fire
For the stolen child of the way
Lift your candle, raise it higher
For the forgotten who slept in the sea
And the number grows (number grows)
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Ah-one, ah-two, ah one hundred
Ah-two, ah-three, four hundred strong
Bring more, more, fold them in there
Watch the numbers grow (numbers grow)
Count your mirrors, your silk dresses
Check your money, it's all in there
There's no tomorrow, only the moment
Sell your soul and rejoice in your reflection
As the numbers grow (numbers grow)
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The words have been written, oh Lord of Letters
On stone and water in sacred places
The sins of the night now revealed in light
And the feeling grows (feeling grows)
The word has been sent out, oh Lord of Letters
For freedom and justice, true liberation
Voices are calling for restitution
And the feeling grows (feeling grows)
The Guineaman is waiting for us, waiting for us, waiting
Go tell the man we're ready to sail to pain
The Guineaman is swaying, dancing on the water
As the numbers grow (numbers grow)
The Guineaman is waiting for us, waiting for us, waiting
Go tell the man we're ready to sail to pain
The Guineaman is swaying, dancing on the water
As the numbers grow (numbers grow)
The Guineaman is waiting for us, waiting for us, waiting
Go tell the man we're ready to sail to pain
The Guineaman is swaying, dancing on the water
As the numbers grow (numbers grow)
Well, the Guineaman is waiting for us, waiting for us, waiting
Go tell the man we're ready to sail to pain
The guineaman is swaying, dancing on the water
As the numbers grow
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