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Gil Scott-Heron, the poet and recording artist whose syncopated spoken style and mordant critiques of politics, racism and mass media in pieces like “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised” made him a notable voice of black protest culture in the 1970s and an important early influence on hip-hop, died on Friday, he was 62 (New York Times)
Grandma's hands clapped to church on Sunday mornings Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well Grandma's hands used to issue out a warning She say, "Scotty why you run so fast, Might fall on a piece of glass, Might be snakes there in that grass?" Grandma's hands, they keep on calling to me.
Grandma's hands soothed the local unwed mothers Grandma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell Grandma's hands, lord they'd really come in handy She say, "Bobbie why you want to whip that boy? What you want to whip him for? He didn't throw no apple core." Grandma's hands, they keep on calling to me.
Grandma's hands soothed the local unwed mothers Grandma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell Grandma's hands, well they really came in handy She say, "Bobbie why you want to whip that boy? What you want to whip him for? He didn't throw no apple core." But I don't have grandma anymore When I get to heaven I'll look for grandma's hands.