1. Million miles from home
2. Colorful world
3. Prodigal funk
4. Splash
5. Dear Mr. Cooper
6. African space craft
7. Speech
8. Cubic space division
9. Funk 'n' circumstances
10. Man with the scar
11. Never gonna let you go
12. If you know

A million miles from home
I could shoot myself today
Set my soul free to roam
Upon this beach I lie today

Speeking to the sea
Dancing with the waves
Slipping throught your net
And there's nothing you can say

A million miles I know
Yesterdays frowns were just a phase
When my sadness starts to show
Yesterdays nouns are verbs today

Kissing with the moon
Dancing with the sun
Blessed is the one
Who knows where we'r all from

A million miles, a million miles, a million miles
A million miles from home, from home

A million miles to go
In the trees I hear the breeze
And when my madness starts to show
Try the truth you will succeed
If you're fishing out for me
We'll see what's cool today
Cuz if you're afro's obsolete
Then your skin is turning grey

A million miles from home
A million miles, yeah

I hope you find your way, or the way will find you
Hope you find your way, your way.

Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head

We're gonna dance, dance, dance
Show you some rhythm
We'll entrance the mainframe
Who invented the "ism", the "ism"

Like : Racism, Hateism, Blacks in a trap!
Colonialism, Money reasons, Sell them all back!

Cuz they're nigger born
They let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, nigger bred
Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Head

It's a scene we all have seen in our heads
It's a dream we all have been in our beds
Maybe not nigger born
But nigger bred

I'm being chased, chased, chased!
By members of the underworld
Well connected with members of the afterlife

I'm being chased, chased!
By memories in color, when people loved each other
No matter if you're black or white

Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, nigger bred
Let nigger music go to your head
Nigger born, Let nigger music go to your head

Ooowee, who to believe?
Father's turned into a child
Oh Lord have mercy on me
Oh please look through my eyes
Look through my eyes, it's no surprise

Oh why do they treat you badly?
When you sleep slaves know they're free
Your pain is killing me
Your shadow weeps in my room
Weeps in my room, you aged too soon

And now? It's the prodigal funk
No-one knows where it's come from
One wish one last fools wish
Please show the blinded road, the blinded road
And then I'll go

Ooowe, who to believe?
Mothers turned into fear
Oh Lord have mercy on me
Tell feeling to pull us near, to pull us near
I promise I won't compare

And now? A strangers at my door
Offering me money to say some more
Should I take the gold and run?
Or should I play the prodigal funk, the prodigal funk

See me gone

Upon your crown of beautiful white hair
I cried on
My tears flowed where flowers don't dare
To lie on or die on
Because they know that
Wherever the thruth is born
The day will come
Some say that black is despair
But you shine on
Some say Africa's going nowhere
You proved them wrong, them wrong
Cos they know wherever the truth is born
The day will come, the day will come, the day will come.

Splash was the day
That you got in my system
Soul was the way
It's a basic fascination
Desire is to move
Between your thighs and this song
I said blind is the fool
That's keeping me from kissing you wrong

I play what you know
You say what I see
Liquid love is a wonderful thing
When you rain
Liquid love is a wonderful thing
When you rain

If we were born today
There'd been no need to hide
Because naked is the way
The way we lie the way we die
If we were born today
There'd been no need to hide
Because naked is the way
The way we lie the way we die

Splash was the game
Between my colourful brothers and sisters
Religious rules in the way
Colonised their imaginations

Liquid love is a wonderful thing
When you rain
Liquid love is a wonderful thing
When you rain

Seen a face I don't recognize
Making discord, turning my days sadder
Don't confuse the word ostracise
It'll make it fit more or disorganise matter

It's all in your game, yeah. It's all in your game.

Dear Mr Cooper,

I believe that you're a man of musical taste
You will therefore be aware of the pain
And heartache, that contradictions makes
They say music is a river, yet it flows on
Regardless of the profits that make you quiver
So as we deliver the river your reply we anticipate

Yours, Theo

His response was pure mental Jazz
A sobering vastness where shiny ebony forms
Dance in dark glasses
Such a tragic display of our racial identity
Would make John Coltrane, Kwame Nkrumah
Wail in their graves!
As we stand here waiting to be saved

(Spoken intro)
Class programme for the
African Anarchist
14 carats he pleaded
Yeah, just let me take the
grain like a criminal should
Burdens? As in work-horse?
God works in mysterious ways
but never as a coolie
Never as a coolie in the sweat
shop of a deranged mind

Her chocolate stain is
The envy of caucasia.
On these empty pages
Lies an ejaculatory speech
Will his letter survive?
Will the words ever reach?
Tell me will his letter survive?
Will the words ever reach their destination?

Well I can hear the call of the Mosque
And the ringing of the bells
Yeah, everlasting peace on earth
And the casting of spells
I can see thin white strips of cotton
And an ol' wide broom
I can see their feelings all wrapped up and muffled
In an emotional room

Now, it's the 10th of January
And a Taxi awaits to bring me to thee
But I'm a son of April
And, the only African container of religious sound. Hey!
Yeah, the only African container of religious sound

So they make love on the 11th, fuck on the 12th
And on the 13th they depart
Back to the world of school uniforms,
Perfects with guns and jackboots with heart
Would a true story of cultural splinters
Ever shred you as a tear?
They were making love on a bed of emotional Rizla
To burn away the fear
They were making love on a bed of emotional Rizla
To burn away the fear

I will speak
With all the force of sunrise
You and me
Beyond the reach of their eyes

Showing you the way their words have always been
Showing you the way they speak of harmony, harmony, harmony

I will speak
Without the false in their lies
You and me
We hold a speech in our eyes

I will teach you where their flowers grow
Where their midnight air will blow
Do the foolish care? no-one knows
Through their midnight air we'll go

If you find
The sea was always calling
Think of time
Even the waves pray

Showing you the ways of war and all her tenses
Showing you the way to see through their defences
Their defences
Their defences

If you find
The words were always calling
Think of time
Even the knaves pray

I will teach you where their flowers grow
Where their midnight air will blow
Do the foolish care? No-one knows
Through their midnight air we'll go

Space and sound
Are jesting with me
Witness the way she agrees
Cubic instantly

Amazing creation
Speaking in crimson
She's a freshly created breeze
Case closed no more pleas

The fabric of surprise
Is dreaming with your eyes
Cool is the breath of the wind
As I fall in a cubic stream

When I speak of love divided
I can feel her deeper sorrow
She tries to teach me memory and all her favorite things
If only I could steal a chance I'd be with her tomorrow

She says
"Tell me, Tell me, Tell me,
Till this life is just a dream"

Midnight is skinlight
October to my right
April done left me
She's gone with the Autumn breeze

Whenever the season
Starts jesting-testing with your vision
Cry for the color blind
The sound is oh so fine

The season has got no reason
To believe in this crimson
Witness the way you'll be
"Cubic instantly"

April done left me
She's gone with the Autumn breeze

Oh, check me over
Get this feeling pulling me under
How can a country ask for more?
But I can't refuse

Everybody knows I got this hunger
Everybody goes along with the flake
Nobody knows why there's thunder
Nobody knows the rest of the cake

Oh brother
The skin you're in has got a new friend
Got a new language got a new trend
Oh brother
Now your hero's sitting in vogue
Got a new a language got a new logo

You just got to say :
Funk 'N' Circumstance
When the money talks the skin will dance
Any kind of funk will do
Play your circumstancial blues

Now let me get this straight
Is it the pot calling the kettle black?
Or the black calling the pot a what
A "nigger"? A "nigger"!

Oh check me over
I got to realize another
She got this feeling for y'all to see
She started squeezing my history

Oh brother, sister
If you open your eyes you'll never see her
She took my flag and kissed my woe
She gave birth to all my sorrow

Oh brother
The skin you're in has got a new friend
Got a new language got a new trend
Oh mother
Now your son is sitting in jail
Got a new a language got a new logo

You just got to say :
Funk 'N' Circumstance
When the money talks the skin will dance
Any kind of funk will do
Play your circumstancial blues

"My country 'tis of thee..."

Brother, sister!

See the man with the scar?
He earns a whole lot'a money
You won't find no trace of gunpowder
On his hands

See this muse in a dress?
She's into guns 'n' honey
He leaves her feelin' used in her own armour
You can guess

Well, under the rain
Thunder is pain
You see her nakedness in her dreams of home
She was lost in love
Is it the painlessness that feeds her so?

See the man with the scar?
He means a whole lot'a money
The cash is soaked in race and a cruel wisdom

He was playing poker with well laid plans
He came from far away to claim his hand

Well color is shame
Under the rain
You see his nakedness in his dreams of hope
He was lost in blood
Is it the shamelessness that bleeds him so?

Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
Till you clean up the sea
The water you left in me
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
You took a piece of history
My own history
You took a piece of history
My own history
Then you came like a tree
You tried to put your roots in me
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
You gotta make a sacrifice
An ancient sacrifice
You gotta make a sacrifice
That everyone is a child of heaven
No single one can rule over all
Does an ancient law have a modern meaning?
Does making love make or break the fall
Of mankind?
Just thought I'd let you know
Just thought I'd let you know
Just thought I'd let you know
Just thought I'd let you know
Cause everyone is a child of heaven
No single one can rule over all
Does an ancient law have a modern meaning?
Does making love, making love
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go
Never gonna let you go
Ain't gonna let you go

If you know
Please don't make another sound
Time is being cruel
And thieves and lovers drown
Vanity and fear
Make me talk this way
Vanity and fear
Make me talk this way
You are now free
To make another frown
As purity and love
Is pushed and shoved around

Shoved around
You will see irregular beauty
From the ground
Cause the waters cold
The soul's too hot to hold
Make no sound
Let the secret be
Between you and me
From the ground
You will see me there

If you know
Please don't make another sound
Time is being cruel
And thieves and lovers drown
Look around, look around,
Look around, look around
Look around, everyone knows
What's going on

Everyone knows, Everyone knows
Everyone knows, Everyone knows

You will see irregular beauty
From the ground
because the waters cold
The soul's too hot to hold
Make no sound
Let the secret be
Between you and me
From the ground
You will see me there

If you know
Please don't make another sound
Time is being cruel
And thieves and lovers drown

If you know
Please don't make another sound
Time is being cruel
And thieves and lovers drown

Everyone knows, Everyone knows
Everyone knows, Everyone knows