They Don't Know About Me and You - Chuck Prophet

There used to he a subway

Right above your head

My father played for the passers-by

On his violin

He burned that box for firewood

And he laid his burden down

Now I don’t have a father anymore

You can take your Norman Rockwells

And your teenage billionaires

With their panic rooms and time machines

And vintage rocking chairs

When the moon is rising up

Behind the pyramid

We could he in Heaven or in Hell

You could be my savior

I could he yours too

They say the race is over

But they don’t know about me and you

They don’t know about me and you

So take this note to Memphis

There’s a woman l once knew

She’s buried in the catacombs

You can lay it on her tomb

She taught me how to take a punch

And I’ve taken more than my share

Now I don’t have a mother anymore

Oh, but you could be my savior

And I could be yours too

They say the race is over

But they don’t know about me and you

They don’t know about me and you

Well, come on, you can be my savior

Oh baby, come on, you can be my savior

He burned that box for firewood

He laid his burden down

Now l don’t have a father anymore