paroles de chanson Go Limp (Live In New York/1964) - Nina Simone

Oh Daughter, dear Daughter
Take warning from me
And don't you go marching
With the N-A-A-C-P

For they'll rock you and roll you
And shove you into bed
And if they steal your nuclear secret
You'll wish you were dead

Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
When we get to the chorus again I expect you to sing with us

Oh Mother, dear Mother
No, I'm not afraid
For I'll go on that march
And I'll return a virgin maid

With a brick in my handbag
And a smile on my face
And barbed wire in my underwear
To shed off disgrace

Come on, let's go
Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
I forgot the next verse
I forgot it
Well I'm taking my time

One day they were marching
A young man came by
With a beard on his cheek
And a gleam in his eye

And before she had time
To remember her brick
And before she had time
To remember her brick
They were holding a sit-down
On a nearby hay rig

Come on now
Now this is the audience participation, come on!
Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
Let's do it again
Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
Oh my goodness

For meeting is pleasure
And parting is pain
And if I have a great concert
Maybe I won't have to sing those folk songs again

Oh Mother, dear Mother
I'm stiff and I'm sore
From sleeping three nights
On a hard classroom floor

Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
Come on!
Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
I missed one verse, I forgot which one now
Oh, oh I know what it is
One day at the briefing

She'd heard a man say
"Go perfectly limp,
And be carried away."
So when this young man suggested
It was time she was kissed
She remembered her brief
And did not resist

Let's go
Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

Oh mother, dear mother
No need for distress
For the young man has left me
His name and address

And if we win
Tho' a baby there be
He won't have to march
Like his da-da and me