Слова:
Band Where Do We Go From Here

do miss the silence When it's gone Where do we go from here? I hear from no one Where do we go from here? Could you tell me, someone? Na, na, na, na

where the witch hunt starts You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we learn The books will burn You better think it out We should be able to say

E A D E A D E A D E A D It's way up in the Black Hills where we come from

Excellent! Excellent! Why much better than we had hoped! "Why, my Goodness me, do you think we can do it up to tempo!? Do you think you can do it up

from the same slice as me Where do we go from here my friend? Is this the way our story ends? Hey man, sing me a song When we were everyone We were

Ohio Players I'm talkin' to James Brown We know where the funk came from Johnny 'Guitar' [Incomprehensible] To all y'all niggas, y'all can sample all you want Here we go

're ready, we can go steady You can be my baby and I can be your teddy It's cold out there, but it's warm in here I know you have another lover, but I do

Gotti] This for all my street niggaz and bitches From M Town to H-Town Free Pimp C, shit [Verse 3: Bun B] Here we come, we keepin' it trill Ain't no

Ok, we're on the air live from Lake Merit in Oakland, California We'll have exclusive coverage of Gutfest '89 I'm Ted Casey, and we're gonna go down live