Prodigal Funk

<br>Ooowee, who to believe?<br>Father`s turned into a child<br>Oh Lord have mercy on me<br>Oh please look through my eyes<br>Look through my eyes, it`s no surprise<br>Oh why do they treat you badly?<br>When you sleep slaves know they`re free<br>Your pain is killing me<br>Your shadow weeps in my room<br>Weeps in my room, you aged too soon<br>And now? It`s the prodigal funk<br>No-one knows where it`s come from<br>One wish one last fools wish<br>Please show the blinded road, the blinded road<br>And then I`ll go<br>Ooowe, who to believe?<br>Mothers turned into fear<br>Oh Lord have mercy on me<br>Tell feeling to pull us near, to pull us near<br>I promise I won`t compare<br>And now? A strangers at my door<br>Offering me money to say some more<br>Should I take the gold and run?<br>Or should I play the prodigal funk, the prodigal funk<br>See me gone<br>Upon your crown of beautiful white hair<br>I cried on<br>My tears flowed where flowers don`t dare<br>To lie on or die on<br>Because they know that<br>Wherever the thruth is born<br>The day will come<br>Some say that black is despair<br>But you shine on<br>Some say Africa`s going nowhere<br>You proved them wrong, them wrong<br>Cos they know wherever the truth is born<br>The day will come, the day will come, the day will come.