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Lennon John Anthology New York City Cd 2

We don't care what flag you're waving We don't even want to know your name We don't care where you're from or where you're going All we know is that

It ain't fair, John Sinclair In the stir of breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair? In the stair of breathing air. Let him be, set him free Let

you got to live you got to love you got to be somebody you got to shove but it's so hard, it's really hard sometimes i feel like going down you got to

come a police man shoved us up the street Singin, "power to the people today!" NYC...NYC...NYC Que pasa Ny?...Que pasa NY? Well we went to max's Kansas City

Woman is the nigger of the world Yes she is...think about it Woman is the nigger of the world Think about it...do something about it We make her paint

The years have passed so quickly One thing I've understood I am only learning To tell the trees from wood I know what's coming down And I know where

We're playing those mind games together Pushing the barriers planting seeds Playing the mind guerrilla Chanting the Mantra peace on earth We all been

a police man shoved us up the street Singin, "power to the people today!" NYC...NYC...NYC Que pasa Ny?...Que pasa NY? Well we went to max's Kansas City

: Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today... Imagine there's no countries