America Eats Its Young (1972)

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Track List (links jump to lyrics for that song):

You Hit The Nail On The Head
If You Don't Like The Effects, Don't Produce The Cause
Everybody Is Going To Make It This Time
A Joyful Process
We Hurt Too
Loose Booty
Philmore
Pussy
America Eats Its Young
Biological Speculation
That Was My Girl
Balance
Miss Lucifer's Love
Wake Up



You Hit The Nail On The Head

{G Clinton, B Worrell, Clarence Haskins}

You hit the nail on the head

You hit the nail on the head

Just because you win the fight
Don't make you right
Just because you give
Don't make you good
(x4)

Just because you win the fight
Don't make you right
Just because you give
Don't make you good
(x5)

Ahh, somebody said,?
Somebody there is crying
Somebody said it's ?



If You Don't Like The Effects, Don't Produce The Cause

{G Clinton, Garry Shider}

If you don't like the effect
Don't produce the cause
(x3)

You say you don't like where you're at (yeah)
You can make a change
If you accept the blame
Stay in control of your reactions, yes
Will determine the effect
Of any situation

You have the power to negate
Any ?-causing feeling
That prohibits you to think
A situation is just that
It has no special power
To do you harm
It's your reactions that count

If you don't like the effect
Don't produce the cause
(x2)

You say you don't like what your country's about (yeah)
Ain't you deep
In your semi-first class seat
You picket this and protest that
And eat yourself fat
Ain't you deep
In your semi-first class seat

If you don't like the effect
Don't produce the cause
(x4)

You say you don't like what your country's about (yeah)
Ain't you deep
In your semi-first class seat
You picket this and protest that
And eat yourself fat

Ain't you deep
In your semi-first class seat
La la la la-la, la la la la
(x2)



Everybody Is Going To Make It This Time

{G Clinton, B Worrell}

Our mothers and our fathers
They had lives to live
Oh, and today, is proof that mistakes were made
There's not a doubt in my heart
They've done the best that they know how
And there's still time for us to make a change

We got to learn from the mistakes that were made in the past
We got to clean so that we can clean our minds
'Cause in order to get it together
We got to get our heads together
Everybody is going to make it this time (x2)

Our country and our cities, they have been betrayed for money
Ooooh, and somehow, the people, they will make a change, yeah
There's not a doubt in my mind
If hunger and anger place the blame
There won't be a country left to change

We got to see what we're doing in the name of comfort
We've got to see, we've got to feel the warning signs
But in order to get it together
We've got to get our heads together
Everybody is going to make it this time (x2)

We've got to learn from the mistakes
That were made in the past
We've got to clean so that we can use our minds
But in order to get it together
We've got to get our heads together
Everybody is going to make it this time (x2)
(Everybody, make it, yeah whoa!)
Everybody is going to make it this time (x9)
(Got to make it, this time, whoaa! Wooo, woo, woo, hey!)



A Joyful Process

{G Clinton, B Worrell}

{instrumental}



We Hurt Too

{G Clinton}

La da da da-da
Ah, la da da, la da da da-da
Just because it's said
That a man is not
Supposed to cry (supposed to cry)

Just because we conceal
What we feel
When we hurt deep down inside

Ohh, why don't they realize
That it's just a disguise
To hide the way that we feel

We hurt too
This is true

Why don't they
See through this
Pretending happiness
There are ?

And when they say good bye
We will drown only inside
By those same little tears

Ohh, they know this is true
That
He made me and he made you

This is true
We hurt too
We hurt too

There is no difference
We're just like you
It's the same laughing and crying
Loving and dying

So remember every day
As you pass along life's way
What I said to you

That because you see no tears
It's not happiness I feel
When you say we're through

Ohh, that you find
?
I feel ??

Th?
This is true
We hurt too
This is true



Loose Booty

{G Clinton, Harold Beane}

Loose booty (x8)

Eeny meeny miney moe
Catch a junkie by the toe
If he holler let him go
If he don't, do the loose booty
Loose booty
Skin it back and monkey it
Loose booty
Junkie twist
Loose booty
Nunsense!
Loose booty

Jack and Jill went up a hill
To get a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill went into a nod
And did the loose booty
Loose booty
Skin it back and monkey it
Loose booty
Junkie twist
Loose booty
Nunsense!
Loose booty
(hitt it!)

? Willie went out on the block
To cop
She he got there, the pusher was gone
Cause he had a jones of his own
He did the loose booty
Loose booty
Skin it back and monkey it
Loose booty
Junkie twist
Loose booty
Nunsense!

Loose booty
Loose butt
(x16)

Little Jack Horner
Sittin' in a corner
Snortin' his New York dope
Pulled back a snort
Went into a nod
Wow, was he a dope
Loose booty
He did the loose booty
Junkie twist
Nunsense
Skin it back and monkey it

Loose booty
Loose butt
(x22)
{this continues to the end, with the following lyrics sung over these}

Loose booty
Fly on, y'all
Super stupid
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ohh, ohh
Ooooh, ohhhh
Yeah
Hit it
Super stupid
Hit it
Junkie twist
Skin it back and monkey it
Super stupid
Skin it back and monkey it
Junkie and twist
Hit it!
Super stupid
Hit it
Junkie twist
Super stupid
?
Hit it
Junkie twist
Skin it back and monkey it
Super stupid
Oww!
Hit it
Why you think they call it dope, dope?
Hit it
Skin it back and monkey it
Free your mind
Skin it back and monkey it
Hit it
Super stupid
Why you think they call it dope, dope?



Philmore

{W Collins}

Stick it
Stick it
Stick it!
Stick it

Let me talk to you for awhile
Love me my way, you're in style
And got some ? on your mind
Your lovin', taste my wine, yeah

Feel it, feel it
Listen to this

Tell all your friends and anyone too
That they'll be there pretty soon
Philmore baby
That's all you need
Philmore is gonna be guaranteed
Sometimes it smells, you know?
Feel it
Stick it
Stick it!
Stick it, stick it, stick it!
Chicken...

Everybody's got a problem
And you don't even give a damn
Up on you, like I said
Everybody's got a problem
But you don't even give a damn
Everybody's got a problem
But you don't even give a damn (mm, ha!)
Everybody's got problems
But you don't even care
You don't care and you don't care, yeah
Everybody's got a problem (everyone's got problems, y'all)
But you don't care and you don't care
Everybody's got problems
But you don't even give a damn
Do what you want to do
Everybody's got problems
But you don't even give a damn
Everybody's got problems (stop and stare, beware)
But you don't even give a damn
Everybody's got problems (Stick it stick it) (Good god)
But you don't even give a damn (Philmore sometime)
Hit it



Pussy

{G Clinton, Billy Nelson, Eddie Hazel}

Ahhh, ahhh (x4)

I call my baby pussy
P-u-s-s-y
(x4)

I'm the tomcat and you're my li'l ol' pussy
And I'm just sittin' here, lickin' my paws
I'm the tomcat and you're my li'l ol' pussy
Why don't you scratch me on my back with your claws?

Your eyes my shine, your teeth may grit
But none of my pussy you're sure gonna get
Put your foot on the rock
Good god!

I don't know but I've been told
That dog's a man's best friend
Wild and warm is my pussy
My pussy is where it's at

I call my baby pussy
P-u-s-s-y
(x3)
(bring it down)
(whoo, whoo!)

Uninvited into my brain
Her body creeps at will
Making love unto my thoughts
That my purple mind can feel

Pussycat, pussycat is her name
I'm telling you no lie
Pussycat, pussycat is her name
Ask me again and I'll tell you why

I call my baby pussy
P-u-s-s-y
(x2)
(oh lord)



America Eats Its Young

{G Clinton, B Worrell, H Beane}

{assorted groans, whispers, wails & moans}
{spoken}
A luscious bitch she is, true
But it's not nice to fool mother nature
The proud mother of god like all ho's
Is jealous of her own shadow
So who is this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters
Of her jealous mother
By sucking their brain
Until their ability to think was amputated
By pimping their instincts
Until they were fat, horny and strung-out
In her neurotic attempt to be queen of the universe
Who is this bitch?



Biological Speculation

{G Clinton, Ernie Harris}

We're just a biological speculation
Sittin' here, vibratin'
And we don't know what we're vibratin' about

And the animal instinct in me
Makes me wanna defend me
It makes me want to live when it's time to die

Y'all see my point?
I don't mean to come on strong but I am concerned

I believe in god
Though I know that law and order must prevail
Oh, if and when the laws of man
Is not just, equal and fair
Then the laws of nature will come and do her thing

Oh, she does not think
She just rectifies
She comes and balances the book
Y'all see my point?
Y'all see my point?

We're just a biological speculation
Sittin' here, vibratin'
And we don't know what we're vibratin' about

And the animal instinct in me
It makes me wanna defend me
It makes me want to live when it's time to die

Y'all see my point? (y'all see my point?)
Some of you, you might not be aware
That some of us don't eat
Some of you don't, you don't even care

Oh, if and when the system
Creates hunger and hate
Then the laws of nature will come and do her thing
Oh, yes, oh!

She does not think
She works by instinct
Survival is her thing
Do y'all see my point? (ohh!)
Y'all see my point?



That Was My Girl

{G Clinton, Sidney Barnes}

That was my girl
If the girl displayed a smile
That always drove the fellas wild
That was my girl (that was my girl)

If your composure sort of slips
The moment that you saw her lips
That was my girl (that was my girl)

Unlike a deck of cards where there's four of a kind
There's only one of her and she's all mine
If the sight of her brightens your world
Then it had to be nobody (had to be nobody)
It had to be no one (had to be no one)
It just had to be none other (had to be none other)
My girl (my girl)

that was my girl

She would casually strolling by

As rare as a mink with yellow fur
You'll find one of them before you find one of her
She's the only kind like her in the world
Talkin' bout nobody (talkin' bout nobody)
Said I'm speakin' of no one (speakin' of no one)
I'm just rappin' 'bout nobody (rappin' 'bout nobody)
But my girl (my girl)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Talkin' 'bout my girl (whoo-hoo-hoo)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Talkin' 'bout my girl

If beautiful &
That was not your imagination
That was my girl (that was my girl)

You want the girl, no need to try
Forget the girl, I'll tell you why
That was my girl (that was my girl)

As rare as a mink with yellow fur (whooo!)
You'll find one of them before you find one of her

She's the only kind like her in the world (wooo)
Talkin' 'bout nobody (talkin' 'bout nobody)
Said I'm speakin' of no one (speakin' of no one)
I'm just rappin' 'bout nobody (rappin' 'bout nobody)
But my girl (my girl)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Talkin' 'bout my girl
Whoo-hooo-hooo my girl
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Talkin' 'bout my girl
Woo-hooo my girl



Balance

{G Clinton, B Worrell}

Balance is my thing
The sun don't
Snow, wind and rain
Most times
(x2)

Mother
I can see it, I can hear it
But I don't know where it's coming from

Mother
Are you sure this is the time in which we belong

Hey, mother
Don't be angry, don't be jealous
And don't forget who is to blame

Mother
It was you, it was not me who
Created this conflicting brain

Ohhhhhhhhh
Whoooaaaaaa

Balance is my thing
The sun don't
Snow, wind and rain
Most times

Hey, mother
I can feel it, I can taste it
I can smell what it's all about

Hey, mother
I know it's in me, all about me
But my instinct won't let it out

Hey, mother
Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm HIGH
Sometimes I am really down

Hey, mother
What's in your plans, what's in your game
What secrets can be found

Balance is my thing
The sun don't
Snow, wind and rain
Most times

Hey mother
What do you mean, "Don't take it personal"
C?

Hey mother
Am I to sit here when my brother is down

Yes, mother
I can see it, I can hear it
But I don't know where it's coming from

Hey mother
Are you sure this is the time where we belong

Balance is my thing
The sun don't
(x13)



Miss Lucifer's Love

{C Haskins, G Clinton}

Miss Lucifer's love
She's the devil, and I like it
Miss Lucifer's love
Ooh, her love is so exciting
Miss Lucifer's love
Don't you know she really grooves me

When she come
I'll be there to meet her
When she come
Don't you know I'm gonna stand up and greet her

Miss Lucifer's love
She's the devil and I like it
Ooh, her love is so exciting
Don't you she really groo-ooves me

When she come
I'll tell it on a mountain
When she come
I'll drink from her unholy fountain

Miss Lucifer's love
She's the devil and I like it
Miss Lucifer's love
Ooh, her love, it's so exciting
Miss Lucifer's love
Oooh, the girl she really grooves me

She just wants to satisfy (x33)

Miss Lucifer's love (x10)



Wake Up

{G Clinton, B Worrell, James Wesley Jackson}

You got to wake up
You're in the presence of your future
Wake up
See what you're doing in our sleep

You got to wake up
You're in the presence of your future
Wake up
From the mistakes of the past

From time to time we come alive
But not for very long
See what shape the world is in
And wonder what went wrong

Never dreaming, not for a second
That sleeping is the cause
We make solutions in our sleep
It's dangerous for us all

Wake up
You're in the presence of your future
Wake up
See what we're doing in our sleep

Wake up
You're in the presence of your future
Wake up
From the mistakes of our past

In our sleep, we live it up
Just to wake up and find our dead
Change our hair and hairstyles too
But have the same empty heads

Brothers and sisters I'm telling you

This is what we've got to do

Wake up
You got to wake up
Oh, wake up (doo doo doo doo doo, da da da)

Wake up
You got to wake up (they don't have to?)
Oh, wake up
You've got to wake up
Oh, wake up
You've got to wake up

Wake up
You're in the presence of your future
Wake up
See what you're doing in our sleep

Wake up
You're in the presence of your future
Wake up
See what you're doing in our sleep

In our sleep, we change our wife????
We change our suit of clothes
We change our church, we change our god
But have the same funky soul

Never dreaming, not for a second
Sleeping is the cause

Oh, wake up
You've got to wake up
(x27)