MDANTSANE - (Mud Coloured Dusty Blood)

 

Why don’t you sing about the African moon?

Why don’t you sing about the leaves and the dreams?

Why don’t you sing about the rain and the birds?

‘Cause mister I’ve seen

 

CHORUS:

Mud coloured dusty blood

Bare feet on a burning bus

Mud coloured dusty blood

Broken teeth and a rifle butt

On the road to Mdantsane

On the road to Mdantsane

On the road to Mdantsane

I seen a

Mud coloured dusty blood

 

Why don’t you sing about he fish in the sea?

Why don’t you sing about he blue sky?

Why don’t you sing about a fantasy?

Cause mister I see

 

CHORUS:

Six feet under an African sky

 

Mud coloured dusty blood

Bare feet on a burning bus

Mud coloured dusty blood

 

On the road to Mdantsane

Mud coloured dusty blood

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