歌词
Irate observations
By the people of the streets of Harlem
Two centuries, covered in tears
But now there's a storm and it's raging
Across every highway, I know
In the words of the many
It won't ever, hold back the tears no more
Irate observations
But none know the cries weren't answered
Who holds the hand
That deals so much pain?
Cause now there's a feeling and it's growing
In the heart of the nation, so much pain
But now there's a storm and it's raging
Across every highway, I know
In the words of the weak
It won't ever, hold back the tears no more
专辑信息
1.Harlem
2.Body and Soul