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hello, birmingham




hold me down



i am floating away



in to the overcast skies



over my hometown



on election day







what is it about birmingham?



what is it about buffalo?



that the hate-filled wanna build bunkers



in your beautiful red earth



they wanna build them



in our shiny white snow







now i’ve drawn closed the curtain



in this little booth where the truth has no place



to stand



and i’m feeling oh so powerless



in this stupid booth with this useless



little lever in my hand



and outside my city is bracing



for the next killing thing



standing by the bridge and praying



for the next doctor



martin



luther



king







it was just one shot



through the kitchen window



it was just one or two miles from here



if you fly like a crow



a bullet came to visit a doctor



in his one safe place



a bullet insuring the right to life



whizzed past his kid and his wife



and knocked his glasses



right off of his face







and the blood poured off the pulpit



the blood poured off the picket line



yeah, the hatred was immediate



and the vengance was divine



so they went and stuff god



down the barrel of a gun



and after him



they stuffed his only son







hello birmingham



it’s buffalo



i heard you had some trouble



down there again



and i’m just calling to let you know



that somebody understands







i was once escorted



through the doors of a clinic



by a man in a bulletproof vest



and no bombs went off that day



so i am still here to say



birmingham



i’m wishing you all of my best



oh birmingham



i’m wishing you all of my best



birmingham



i’m wishing you all of my best



on this election day


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