Kulila Listen

Sit down sorry camp
Might be one week
Might be long long time

Tell every little story
When the people was alive
Tell every little story more

Don’t forget them story
Night time tell ’em to the kids
Keep them story live

Don’t change the story
Tell ’em straight out story
Only one way story

All around them story
Every place we been
Every place killing place

Sit down here real quiet way
You can hear ’em crying
All the massacre mobs

Sit down here real quiet
You can feel them dying
All them massacre mobs

Hearts can’t make it up
When you feel the story
You know it true

Tell every little story
When the people was alive
Tell every little story more

Might be one week now
Might be long long time
Sit down sorry camp

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