Testi Brown Eyed Man - Kate Tempest, Kae Tempest

Brown Eyed Man

Don’t move a muscle, stay exactly where you are\nThey took my friend\nThey cuffed his wrists\nThey beat him in their van\nHe hadn’t done a thing\nBut when they came, of course he ran\nAnd they pursued and they were rude\nAnd he said nothing\nHe bit his lip\n'Cause if you speak, you’ll feel their feet\nBut if you don’t\nYou’ll still get hit\nWhat’s the matter with you\nMy lovely brown eyed man?\nHow come I can feel you shaking\nWhen I take you by the hand?\nWhat’s the matter with you\nMy lovely brown eyed man?\nHow come I can feel you shaking?\nThey want me bad, now bad I’ll be\nThey keep me poor\nThey make me sick\nThey feed me with desires for\nThings that I don’t need or want\nStick their needles in my arms\nExpensive things I can’t afford\nThey show me rooms furnished with gold\nAnd then they close the doors\nWhat’s the matter with you\nMy lovely brown eyed man?\nHow come I can feel you shaking\nWhen I take you by the hand\nWhat’s the matter with you\nMy lovely brown eyed man?\nHow come I can feel you shaking?\nI’m the child of the gimme-more nation\nWhen they want something\nThey launch an occupation\nThey plunder and they pillage\nThey call it liberation\nThey’re bombing and maiming\nStealing and taking\nBut they lock me up\nAnd they paint me a demon\nFor trying to do right by my beautiful children\nThey’re killing for money\nThey’re crippling countries\nThey’re just doing it all\nBeneath the flag that says\nFreedom\nNow, what’s the matter with you?\nYou’re lying if you think\nThat my pain isn’t your pain\nBecause when I’m hit, you flinch\nWhat’s the matter with you\nMy lovely brown eyed man?\nHow come I can feel you shaking?