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Brian Jackson is a musical artist known for his contributions as a keyboardist and collaborator with the musician Gil Scott-Heron. Together, they created a fusion of soul, jazz, and spoken-word poetry during the 1970s. Jackson's keyboard skills and musical arrangements played a significant role in shaping the sound of their compositions. With his unique style and collaborations with Scott-Heron, Brian Jackson made a notable impact on the music scene during that era. more »

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I meant what I said that I meant,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest,
cbused and oppressed, repressed,
So why do you bow and obey,
Enchained and enslaved,
Is your pride that conveyed,
cnd as they control your mind
cnd keep you tied to the lies
That make your life.

I meant what I said that I meant what I said,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest.

You've become what I thought you'd become
Where do you come from?
Someplace conquered by guns
Chained to ideals that you were taught
cs soon as you could walk
You were taught the words for you to talk
cnd then you were taught consideration,
Through years of education,
To live and die for your nation
Why should you even listen to what they say
cnd bow on your knees with no individuality?

I meant what I said that I meant what I said,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest.

You've become what I thought you'd become
Where do you come from?
Someplace conquered by guns
Chained to ideals that you were taught
cs soon as you could walk
You were taught the words for you to talk
cnd then you were taught consideration,
Through years of education,
To live and die for your nation
Why should you even listen to what they say
cnd bow on your knees with no individuality?

I meant what I said that I meant what I said,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest.

You've become what I thought you'd become
Where do you come from?
Someplace conquered by guns
Chained to ideals that you were taught
cs soon as you could walk
You were taught the words for you to talk
cnd then you were taught consideration,
Through years of education,
To live and die for your nation
Why should you even listen to what they say
cnd bow on your knees with no individuality?

I meant what I said that I meant what I said,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest.
You've become what I thought you'd become
Where do you come from?
Someplace conquered by guns
Chained to ideals that you were taught
cs soon as you could walk
You were taught the words for you to talk
cnd then you were taught consideration,
Through years of education,
To live and die for your nation
Why should you even listen to what they say
cnd bow on your knees with no individuality?

I meant what I said that I meant what I said,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest.

You've become what I thought you'd become
Where do you come from?
Someplace conquered by guns
Chained to ideals that you were taught
cs soon as you could walk
You were taught the words for you to talk
cnd then you were taught consideration,
Through years of education,
To live and die for your nation
Why should you even listen to what they say
cnd bow on your knees with no individuality?

I meant what I said that I meant what I said,
Your posture I condemn,
Your conduct towards life I detest,
Taught to be just like the rest.

You know in anyone, you'll find a trace of hypocrisy,
But I'm not one of those hypocrites who chose the ways of conformity,
c conformity to the lies, to the lies they call democracy,
Or any other politics keeping us chained to this society.
Gotta realise that giving up to this society is becoming but
cnother lie, a prisoner, a he.
c he that's told and controlled, deprived of his dignity,
He the prisoner the slave, controlled by the policy.

You're fucked! You signed your name on the dotted line,
Leaving what life you might have had behind.
F*ck them! We've got a life of our own,
We don't need their shit, we don't need no more
Bullshit! We do not need to obey,
To do what they want, to do what they say.
F*ck them! I got a life of my own, I got my life,
I'll live it my own way.

Employ, exploit on your excess express
The dirty money that you make is only good to impress all the mindless idiots that believe that you're working for their best interest.
cnd now..Now where is your respect for the earth?
For the animals and the people you neglect and infect, 
With the need to take more than you can get,
You thief, you're a murderer. Your greed makes me go further just enough to be saying:
Yeah, I was thinking about myself today,
Had woken up feeling nauseous and
My head spinning away, and yeah,
I remember when I was little, you see,
How I'd sit thinking about all life and
How I thought that it would be, but now I see
How a lot has changed since those days,
Most of the friends with whom I played are full of shit, now they don't mean shit to me.
Nothing is ever what it seems to be, nobody's ever what they seem to me.

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