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Open Letter to Congress

from Long Arc by Liberty Songs

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Congress went and killed my brother
Way down, one day ago
Congress choked and held my sister
Way down, one day ago
Policeman came and stuck his pistol through my sisters driver’s side window
And if we don’t shoot em back
I guess we’ll never know if we’re gonna see tomorrow

Congress went and took my cousin
Way down, one day ago
Took my hope and left me cussin
Way down, one day ago
I’m standing here alone inside a locked apartment, can’t go out no more
And if we don’t raise some hell
I guess we’ll never feel that freedom they so hot for

Congress tied my hands together
Way down, one day ago
Congress tied my feet together
Way down, one day ago
Can’t move forward quick enough cuz congress had to barricade door
And tragedy is gunshot quick
and progress is a tortoise going slow mo

Congress says it owns my body
Oh Lord, progress is slow
Then invites me to his pity party
Oh Lord, progress is slow
If Congress was my girlfriend I’d suggest calmly “sit DOWN you ratchett ho”.
My sex and color aint some number you can crunch for gender biased pro-mos

OH
But Congress takes my cold cash money
Oh Lord what a way to go
Feeds me acid, swears its honey
Oh Lord what a way to go
And Boo, what I got left I use to comfort my poor pissed-off sickened soul
And if we don’t raise some hell I guess we’ll never feel that freedom y’all so hot for.

Why you wanna sweep me under
Why you wanna sweep me under
I’m the pirates chest you plunder
I’m the pirates chest you plunder

Why you wanna sweep me under
Why you wanna sweep me under
I’m the pirates chest you plunder
Freedom born with a heart a thunder
Why you wanna sweep me under

I got teeth but I ain’t shootin
I got teeth but I ain’t shootin
You should know whose house you lootin
Mad as hell but I ain’t shootin

Mad as hell but we ain’t shootin
Mad as hell but we ain’t shootin
Mad as hell but we ain’t shootin
Mad as hell but we ain’t shootin

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from Long Arc, released June 22, 2016
Music: Sasha Brown & Heather Christian
Lyrics: Heather Christian

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Heather Christian & The Arbornauts Beacon, New York

An Arbornaut is a three way cross between a flying squirrel, an astronaut, and an angel. I know one as soon as I spot one. They are naturally occuring in nature. I had a dream about them once and started a band. We are a choir and we are an orchestra. We are disgruntled classical musicians & believers in musical traditions of feeling lots of things. This is the noise from the inside of a root. ... more

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