Our dearly beloved, we are gathered
Like soap is to lather, we come clean
Some issues need to be addressed, like envelopes, I mean
Oh, like Liberty Bells, yes, them bullets keep on ringing
On fire, like the Georgia Mass Choir, we keep on sanging
Bringing our folks closer together, 'cause they severed us from the "get-green–
Light," and we ain't gon' stop until we hit the big screen
Sike, because no one is free when others are oppressed
So, we hit the stage, and then we fly back to our nest
Growing old