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I make debt to pay debt to be debt free
Never thinking I had never meant to be empty
Venting that I had been bending backwards
The fact is that I have been backed up for far too long
In the throng of the voices, the gong of the voiceless
The wrong of the choices that I had made
The fade to the black, the rate of attack
The weight of the bag that is on my back
‘cause the state of my lack means I’ll pay for a stack of needless goods
heedless crooks heap their hooks on feeble people
feel their needles sink a deep hole
‘cause I have been told to reach for steeples
That I couldn’t strive for, I had to die for
I have an eye for what I have a mouth for
And I will account for this

When I should be standing on the shoulders of giants
I should roar like a lion in the heart of the night
And I should be blameless in the flame of the fire
I should burn even higher in the path of the light

‘cause I’m tired of the beast, tired of disease
Tired of the lies of the priests, all the false they preach
And I’m tired of the crease in my garment, the breach of commandment
These leeches in parliament don’t teach us empowerment
Defeat us in cowardice, facetious and powerless
Our leaders are proud of it, our people just bow to it and not raise a brow to it
Politically found to be inwardly foul so they outwardly swell
The jargon that sells, for riches they fell
For slogans and jingles and bells
The picture of wealth is the fixture of self
A pinch full of health, an elixir of hell
And I wish I could tell, I wish I could say
What everyone knows is the truth and the way
But they have been bought and they have been sold
And they have been wounded along the way

When they should be standing on the shoulders of giants
they should roar like a lion in the heart of the night
And they should be blameless in the flame of the fire
they should burn even higher in the path of the light

So hold your head up high and brace against the weight of the tide
Even though your hands are tied you’ll make it to the end of the night
And though all hope seems gone, you’re right inside the eye of the storm
Even though your faith is worn, you’ll make it to the rise of the dawn

Standing on the shoulders of giants
we will roar like a lion in the heart of the night
And we will be blameless in the flame of the fire
we will burn even higher in the path of the light

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from The Seedling (Deluxe Version), released February 26, 2020
Written by J. Prinsloo, A. Rogowski, R. Roman, J. Skippers

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Fruit Vendor Cape Town, South Africa

Fruit Vendor is an eclectic indie funk music project from Cape Town, South Africa that fuses elements of ghoema, maskandi, funk, hip hop, RnB, rock and jazz – altogether held together by authentic, meaningful lyrics and a distinct and colourful live show. It’s their mission to share their musical fruit as far and as wide as possible.

“Original, quirky, funny and super skilled…” – Weekend Special
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