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I turned into a old lady

clock, but ma mind forgot

to tell me. Turned older

than ma chimes. So, why

didn't end of time tell me?

The bell tolled too loud,

knelled like some old city clock.

Tell me why ain't nobody say

somethin'? That sound gave

me a shock!

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Dust fallin' on my afro head,

I said I already been 'round

the block. Don't tell me

to stop walkin' I'm tickin' to ma

own tock. Mortar's crackin',

bricks start fallin', guess

it's time to turn the key 

in ma old rusty-gritty lock.

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I hear the echo of a church bell,

can feel the vibration, I know what

it tells. I lift ma nappy head to heed

the callin', it sets you to shiverin' when

Liberty knells. What's that jigglin'

in ma pocket sound like tenpenny

rusted nails?

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Lady A

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