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Album: Mama Rose: Live In Concert Archie Shepp & Jasper Van't Hof ************************************* MAMA ROSE (lyrics) by Archie Shepp Yeah... They all sayin' that he's dead (Malcolm X) and every flower is still Well I just wanna tell you Mama Rose, we are the victims You know what am I gonna say to my sons? Well I'm gonna tell them that death clocks the Potomac in a scarlet show! And that the pillow beneath you is not here... Well, I want you to take this ex-cannibal's kiss and turn it into a Revolution! Don't you know that my stale flem is the sludge of factories spat into the sky? And the flies that hover over your yellow and crusted eyes Well baby, they're the centurions of Hannibal wandering at you, lying there, your simmering hopes and jelly corpse turned up to the sky, like a putrefying Congolese after the Americans “have come to help“. I say peace! Peace good woman! That once brought me home Banana, pudding in a jar Huh! Could never conceive you except as the eternal progenitor of dreams Your vagina split asymmetrically between the east and the west I say hush... Hush! Don't stare... or baby your proud lips gonna expel peals of laughter into the midst of bandy legged black girls, wet from the harvest, Mama Rose! Mama Rose, Mama rose... MAMA ROSE! Mama Rose: I announce the death of union men, yeah… and the consummation of flowers, they're gonna be destroyed by the stench of (Gilbert's thoughts?) and the thorny dreams of men Hush! They laid you to rest, and the hill of Piney Grove will never again... Suffice.
