Blue Rock

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Blue rock, blue rock twisting
Trying to make trouble, trying to make freedom.
Blue rock, blue rock shifting
Stirring up trouble, stirring up freedom.

We are living in a world today
Where we take our own peace of mind
And give it away.
Take my hand at the highest price,
And with just enough stardust
I’ll paint my own paradise.

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Blue rock, blue rock shaking
Stirring up trouble, stirring up freedom.
Blue rock, blue rock breaking,
Trying to make trouble, trying to shape freedom.

All around me I see soul folk on the floor
Selling flesh and blood til it ain’t no joke no more.
Sweatshop economics in the name of evolution
And green back flavored apathy
Done bought out the revolution.

My Lord what a morning
When the blue rock shakes the mighty to the Earth
My Lord what a morning
When the mountain lays down pleading for rebirth
My Lord what a morning
When the tide crawls back to rest upon the shore
My Lord what a morning
When the martyred sons and daughters cry no more.

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