Graffiti Limbo Songtext

Lay down your burdens Lay down your cares The Holy Virgin, she's gonna greet you up there With a big can of spray paint, yeah And a big blank wall And I can guaran-damn-tee you There ain't no cops around at all Graffiti Limbo Where do you go? Graffiti Limbo When there ain't no justice I only speak for myself But the word around town Is that something's shaking, yeah In the underground I only speak for myself But the word on the street Is that the writing's on the wall, yeah And the cop's on the beat Graffiti Limbo Where do you go? Graffiti Limbo When there ain't no justice (Now, I wrote this song for Michael Stewart. Michael Stewart was a young black graffiti artist who was arrested while writing graffiti on a subway wall in New York City. While under arrest, in the presence of eleven white transit cops, Michael Stewart was strangled to death. When his case was heard by the Grand Jury, you know, not one cop was found guilty. The coroner had lost the evidence and those cops are on the streets again.) Ah, you can have your little style wars, boys Yes, and you can keep your little dance But those crazy writers they don't stand a ghost of a chance No, it's 'Colar them cons' That's what Mayor Koch said He said, 'Call it a crime' And now it's steer clear of the engineer on that Midnight Special Line Graffiti Limbo Where do you go? Graffiti Limbo When there ain't no justice Graffiti Limbo Where do you go? Graffiti Limbo When there ain't no justice Ohhhh...