Make Art Not Friends, STURGILL Born in Babylon, SOJA Rasta Courage, SOJA

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Sturgill Simpson
"Make Art Not Friends"

Looking out the window at a world on fire
It's plain to see the end is near
Seen all the sights
Tired of the lights
So you could let me off right here

This town is getting crowded
Truth's been shrouded
I think it's time to change up the sound
Yeah, the wheels keep turning
The flames gettin' higher
Another cycle goes around

Face in the mirror, all skin and bones
Bloodshot eyes and a heart of stone
Never again, rather be alone
Think I'm gonna just stay home
And make art, not friends

I love saying no to all the yes-men
Just to see the look on their face
Love how everybody knows what's best
But nobody knows their place

Sucker ever second, stack 'em up to the sky
For every winner there's a hundred that died
So you get yours and stay outta mine
Here's to the memories, where do I sign?

Face in the mirror, all skin and bones
Bloodshot eyes and a heart of stone
Never again, rather be alone
Think I'm gonna just stay home
And make art, not friends

Oh, it's getting hard to find a good friend
So close the door behind you
Before anymore come in
Nobody writes, nobody calls
Nobody bother 'cause I'm over it all

Face in the mirror, all skin and bones
Bloodshot eyes and a heart of stone
Never again, rather be alone
Think I'm gonna just stay home
And make art, not friends

SOJA LIVE
"Born In Babylon"

I came from nothing but not nothing like nothing
Nothing - like nobody thought I was something
Nothing - like called every name in the book
But for every second guess I never gave a second look, look

I tell myself, "Don't let it get to me!"
'Cause if the best they got is not impressing me
Then there's no reason they should get the best of me
While they were aiming at my words they missed the rest of me, see

[Chorus:]
So how can I stop all these
Critics from their talking?
The more I do, the more they say
But there's no way I'm stopping
So they just keep on talking
And who do you think I think I am?

I got the feeling that there's more like me
Born in Babylon but you just got to be free
Shackles on your feet that you and me can't see
But you can feel them and they're heavy
So you need that key!
And now you're looking at your hands sayin'
"Man, if I ditch the system these could be mine"
But then you hear a voice come up from behind
"Don't even think about steppin' out of line!"

[Chorus:]
So how can I stop all these
Critics from their talking?
The more I do, the more they say
But there's no way I'm stopping
So they just keep on talking
And who do you think I think I am?
Who do you think I am?

My friends are deep and they're all I've got
They stand up behind me if you like it or not
And I'm telling you that the fire's hot
Can you see that smoke?
Did you hear that shot?
'Cause this is war and in the middle I am
So judge me now with your pen in hand
'Cause I'm too busy to judge another man
I'm trying to write the blueprint for all the world to understand

[Chorus:]
And how can I stop all these
Critics from their talking?
The more I do, the more they say (more they say, yeah)
But there's no way I'm stopping
So they just keep on talking
Who do you think I think I am?
Who do you think I am?

How can I stop all these
Critics from your talking?
The more I do, the more they say
(They won't stop talking)
(They won't stop talking)
But there's no way I'm stopping
They won't stop talk, (they won't stop talking)
And I regret me giving you any
Little voice at all
But saving this world just
Comes with a cost…
…maybe they were right
From the start…

Maybe I should not be myself
(Who do you think I am)
As I'm just giving these critics help
(Who do you think I am)
And it makes me twist my stomach in half
(Who do you think I am)
That My Pen and His pen
Are put into the same breath
(Who do you think I am)
If I never tried to do this at all
(Who do you think I am)
And I think he'd be out of a job
(Who do you think I am)
And maybe I just should've stayed in bed
(Who do you think I am)
Stay out of the booth and put all these guitars in the closet
(Who do you think I am)
Maybe I should go back to school
(Who do you think I am)
But any more education just makes me feel like a fool
(Who do you think I am)
So I guess I gotta let critics talk
(Who do you think I am)

Cause I won't stop

SOJA LIVE
"Rasta Courage"

Try and remember now just what has been done.
Enslavement, displacement of every nation.
And now to one nation, everyone hold their grudge.
Kind of makes me wonder about which side I'm on.
I don't defend white, and I don't defend black.
I defend truth and rights and all of that.
I work on situations where I'm at
Hold my position and never fall of track.

[Chorus:]
Nah give up my faith!
Though Babylon rage,
I and I will strive until
The end of my days.
Go against society, Rasta courage.

I never give no good vibes
And I never give up no truth.
Never trade my sanity for living in Babylon crew.
Vanity will never drive this man insane.
This man will walk alongside Jah again.
We see all of the pressure to conform today,
And I may sometimes bend,
But only as not to break.
'Cause a life of iniquity for laziness' sake
Is a deal with the devil Rasta just can't make.

[Chorus]

Looking back now upon all of the evidence
400 years and what those years have
Really done, we talk of peace but at the
First sign of war. Bredren and bredren and
Sistren ain't sistren no more.
Without forgiveness how will any war cease, while the heathen rage
Rastaman sitting at ease. No one will move a
Muscle for some moral justice and with no justice, there will be no peace.

[Chorus x3]

Looking back now upon all of the evidence
400 years and what those years have
Really done, we talk of peace but at the
First sign of war. Bredren and bredren and
Sistren ain't sistren no more.
Without forgiveness how will any war cease, while the heathen rage
Rastaman sitting at ease. No one will move a
Muscle for some moral justice and with no justice, there will be no peace.

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