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Message Man

Message Man is the second album by Eddy Grant. He plays every instrument and sings every voice on this album. The album is significant for its socio-political stance in songs such as "Race Hate" and "Cockney Black". The track, "Hello Africa", is considered a major highlight of this album with Grant creating a unique genre that remains difficult to categorize to this day. more »

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Extreme, from one end to the other it would seem
Bi polar, weary, I want to scream
Yesterday I was begging for a better self esteem
Today I built up a new scheme
Today I'm flexing and it's becoming a theme

Me me me, look at me and you'll see
Sickest working with honesty, lyrics that open eyes to see
Open up my wounds to bleed in unity
Me me me, listen to me and trust in me
I've been through hurt and pain, I've got
Lyrics that can set free
If you only you lend your time and attention to me

Can you lay down your heart with such honesty?
Honestly I doubt you can outwork me
Can you print this passion, emotion
Nah man, drowning like you're in an ocean
Talk to me, come to me, break it down flawlessly

God God God
Why do I look at anything but you?
Why do I lust things that subdue?
Why do I look at me, when I should look at you?
Why do fall so short in my ambition to love like you?

God God God
I place my pride in so many things that aren't mine
I look for fame, and to find a way to shine
God God God God

God God God
Where are you when I am at my low?
Where are you when I'm at my high, I don't know!
It's a problem with me, and only you can help me see
Where do I look when I am lost, if I'm not looking to your map then surely I am lost

God, I put so much pride in this euphony
But honestly I just feel like a phoney
I jump on stage to share a testimony
But find myself so prideful like it's my own ceremony

God you're so assiduous
Look at me I am insidious
Seeking my own camarilla
And wonder why this feels so vanilla
Look at me me me, I'm so ignoramus
Why do I seek to be famous
When I need to look to you, blame us
This is me, ugly; poisoned roots, so ramous

I must confess, I'm caught trying to finesse
On a line between the truth that you profess
And merely hinting at your word to appease, so I merely just suggest
Truly I catch myself feeling so obsessed
I have to sit back and digest
What does this really mean, tell me what am I doing here?
Quiet my heart lord, cut out all the noise, help me to really hear

Sometimes I magnify culture to avoid myself
It's easier to point the finger than to examine myself

If I'm being honest I have some problems I've tried avoiding
I just throw them in the closet and tell others they should be voicing
To be so utterly honest I'm sick of being disappointing
Why would my highs say to my lows?

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