Le Citoyen Parlent / The Citizen Speak

Ooh, I'm an uppity Owl on the road to Jericho!!
Yeas, yeah!
got me two bumb legs that hurt bad,
And blood that's beat weary,
ain't no joy to call fully alive.
But I have feathers to fly any given day.
Ooh, lawrdy it's been a day,
sure enough..

Ooh, I'm an uppity Owl on the road to Jericho!!
Yeass, for sure I ain't perfect
But I ain't all bad either,
I got a ball and chain of pension,
So-called assistance.
Cheers to all the kindly words
For to call death by good intentions.
Must be strong to walk the oppression inherent in L'System.
Ooh, lawrdy on it ALL goes, sure enough..

Ooh, I'm an uppity Owl on the road to Jericho!!
Wid yer too-ri-aa, fol de diddle aa
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa!
Up the revolution of hope and resistance,
Le fardeau des privilèges de la société est
continué les dos des pauvres.

Ooh, lawrdy it's been a day sure enough.
Le Citoyen parlent,
Féliciter les pauvres honêstly,
Praise vulnérable mal portant
[ just stay strong to name the heart's wisdom ]
Dans le défiance sincère pour l'espoir et la santé.
Wid yer too-ri-aa, fol de diddle aa
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa!
Sisters and brothers stomp and howl true!

Yeass yes,
Praise the vulnerable bearing evil
in a demolished veraciousness,
Fighting for the hope and health.
Ooh, I'm an uppity Owl
on the road to Jericho!!
Amen!

©Juillet 14, 2006 LiBbey Joplin all rights reserved, Xalibu Cafe Press, McGill Université, Montréal.