This song lyric is heavily influenced by my experiences on Chancellor Avenue in Newark, New Jersey. It is but a snapshot of a multi-diverse culture. Also, I address some uncomfortable lies and truths, but I wonder if you can discern which is which. Of course, as always, I throw in my opinion. My very good friend Ashish Kejriwal was kind enough to put a musical interpretation to it. If you’d like to use this song lyric or see my extensive collection of copyrighted stuff let me know.
Down On The Avenue
It’s black and blue down on the avenue
The brothers are into free enterprise
And everything I say is absolutely true
Except in the parts where I speak lies
We’re all equal over here
See slavery disappear
Old money lost control
White men invented rock and roll
You ain’t got a clue
Till you’ve been down on the avenue
You can’t win with that imported sin
So get on your knees and be born again
The worst gang is dressed up in blue
And the F.B.I. haven’t got a clue
Nobody tells the company what to do
We’re all happy down on the avenue
We’re all equal over here
See slavery disappear
Old money lost control
White men invented rock and roll
You ain’t got a clue
Till you’ve been down on the avenue
I am still angry over Wounded Knee
I am still fighting to become free
And it’s sad that I know your history
When to some it is just a mystery
We’re all equal over here
See slavery disappear
Old money lost control
White men invented rock and roll
You ain’t got a clue
Till you’ve been down on the avenue
Government people are pawns of money
And this song isn’t meant to be funny
And they laugh all the way to the banks
And they don’t even give them any thanks
We’re all equal over here
See slavery disappear
Old money lost control
White men invented rock and roll
You ain’t got a clue
Till you’ve been down on the avenue
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