Burlap To Cashmere Chop Chop
An awol lover flies undercover Before she's crucified Cause her ambitions are their suspicions Of different culture pride (REFRAIN) And the world is crying As we move along And the world is trying As we move along But they're still choppinh our tongues For a song (CHORUS) Chop, Chop, Tongue, Tongue That's where we're from That's what we always wore If I retell, that's where man fell When he put foot on floor. A cool breeze wind blows Breaks cynic windows Time to obliviate The radiation burns segregation Leader evacuates. (REFRAIN) (CHORUS) Chop, Chop Man sin, that's where we've been That's what we're forced to buy. We're killing lovers, sister, and brothers. Then there's that question why (CHORUS 2x)