Walk along and talk along and live your lives quite freelyBut
leave our children with their toys of peppermint and candy.For
seagull I don't want your wings,I don't want your
freedom in a lie.Your thoughts they are of harlequin, your
speeches of quicksilver,I read your faces like a poem,
kaleidoscope of hate words.For seagull I don't want your
wings,I don't want your freedom in a lie.On the quilted
battlefields of soldiers dazzling made of toy tinThe big bomb
like a child's hand could sweep them dead just so to
win.For seagull I don't want your wings,I don't want
your freedom in a lie.As you fill your glasses with the wine of
murdered negroesThinking not of beauty that spreads like morning
sun-glow.Seagull I don't want your wings,I don't want
your freedom in a lie.I pray your dreams of vivid screams of
children dying slowlyAnd as you polish up your guns your real
self be reflecting.For seagull I don't want your wings,I
don't want your freedom in a lie.Vietnam, your latest game,
you're playing with your blackest QueenDamn your souls and
curse your grins, I stand here with a fading dream.For seagull I
don't want your wings,I don't want your freedom in a
lie
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