“Endinada”
You saved me from bottom of the ocean
And also black so I’m grateful for it
You take my word just for how it’s spoken
To keep the pace of the propaganda
The flock of elders preach all they knew to
Stay all depressed singing hallelujah
And I do not fret the golden wisdom
I’m just through bottling up myself
I’m just through bottling up myself
Vantana Row 