:: REAL VOICE ::

Walking in Memphis Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Then I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room (Chorus) They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number...

I have been through these streets before The streets of misery, pain and woe It is Fate, says my brother Joe Controlled by the Gods we know Gods have been gone for long Leaving us with the right and wrong Some of us play the God's role Life on earth they try to control To stop the rain and make it shine To control your very life and mine Justice is the right of the might Holds true every day and night A child abandoned, woman raped They are weak and that's their fate Fate, destiny or what so ever The women always deserve better A daughter, a sister, a mother How anyone sane could hurt her? Why do we fail to react and respond? When a crime goes unpunished… Morality, Ethics and Principles Vanished with all the Values This street is much too familiar There is the woman at the corner Waiting for the rich customer We made a whore out of a daughter When born, she was a daughter Life has been too cruel to her She sells, to feed her daughter Though a whore, she is a mother The shameles...

I am filled with sorrow so profound That no tears could ever release it Li'll one, all I can give you is my emotions My tears, trust, friendship and love I do feel guilty, for I am a man And this world is run by brute strength Baby, I am tainted by that ghastly act Guilty I am, ‘cause I failed to save This world and you from being raped The price we pay for chasing success As we forget what fulfillment is all about I know you never asked to be raped You think that you lost what you held so dear Baby, forgive this world, for Jesus did The pain I feel in my soul and in every bone And no words can ever explain the shame My dear friend, you are the victim of a culture That has no roots and hence cultureless In a world where chicken is just dead meat And never a living thing that died for us to eat Where freedom is an expression of the might Those three monsters were free to rape And Gods stood paralysed, mute and helpless 'Women' to many are a 'holesome' pleasure Not a ...