Текст песни The King Alfred Plan - Gil Scott-Heron
Uhm,
it's
1972,
an
election
year,
and,
once
again
Black
people
are
running
for
their
lives
Reasons
are
things
like
the
King
Alfred
Plan
The
concentration
camps
that
we
used
during
the
second
World
War
To
house
oriental-Americans
are
now
being
refurbished
to
Uhm,
confine
their
new
residents,
i.e.
black
people
Brothers
and
sisters
there
is
a
place
for
you
in
America
This
is
the
King
Alfred
Plan
Brothers
and
sisters
there
is
a
place
for
you
in
America
Places
are
being
prepared
and
readied
night
and
day,
night
and
day
The
white
boy's
plan
is
being
readied
night
and
day,
night
and
day
Listen
close
to
what
rap
say
bout
traps
like
Allenwood
P.A
Already
in
D.C.
to
preventatively
detain
you
and
me
How
long
you
think
it's
going
to
be
before
even
our
dreams
ain't
free
You
think
I
exaggerate
check
out
Allenwood
P.A
And
night
and
day
Night
and
day
the
white
boy's
scheming
night
and
day
The
Jews
and
Hitler
come
to
mind
The
thought
of
slavery
far
behind
But
white
paranoia
is
here
to
stay
The
white
boy's
scheming
night
and
day
What
you
think
'bout
the
King
Alfred
Plan?
You
ain't
heard?
Where
you
been
man?
If
I
may
paraphrase
the
government
notice
reads
"Should
there
at
anytime
become
a
clear
and
present
danger
initiated
By
any
radical
element
threatening
the
operation
Of
the
government
of
The
United
States
of
America
Members
of
this
radical
element
shall
be
transported
to
detention
centers
Until
such
time
as
their
threat
has
been
eliminated,
code
King
Alfred"
Bullshit
I
bet
you
say
there
ain't
no
Allenwood
P.A
And
people
ain't
waiting
night
and
day,
night
and
day,
night
and
day
There
will
be
without
the
Motown
sound
and
Thunderbird
Wallowing
in
the
echoes
of
Malcolm's
words
There
must
be
black
unity,
there
must
be
black
unity
For
in
the
end
unity
will
be
thrust
upon
us
And
we
upon
it
and
each
other
Locked
in
cages,
penned,
hemmed
in,
shoulder-to-shoulder,
arms
outstretched
For
just
a
crust
of
bread,
watermelon
mirages
and
oasis
that
does
not
exist
Conjured
up
by
the
bubbling
stinch
of
Unwash
bodies
and
unsanitary
quarters
Concrete
and
barbed
wire,
babies
screaming
Stumbling
around
in
a
mental
circle
Because
you
never
cared
enough
to
be
black
In
the
end
unity
will
be
thrust
upon
us
Blanketed,
stifled,
a
salty
taste
in
your
mouth
from
Blood
oozing
from
cracks
and
wooly
heads
Red
pools
becoming
thicker
than
syrup
slow
down
your
face
Birds
matted
by
the
life
force
sprung
loose
from
wells
Welled
deep
by
the
enforcers
of
mock
justice
of
the
red,
white
and
blue
In
the
end
unity
will
be
thrust
upon
us
Let
us
unite
because
of
love
and
not
hate
Let
us
unite
on
our
own
and
not
because
of
barbed-wire
death
You
dare
not
ignore
the
things
I
say
Whitey's
waiting
night
and
day
Night
and
day,
night
and
day,
night
and
day
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1 Did You Hear What They Said?
2 Speed Kills
3 Everyday
4 The Middle of Your Day
5 Who'll Pay Reparations On My Soul?
6 Introduction / The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
7 Whitey On the Moon
8 No Knock
9 Small Talk At 125th & Lenox
10 Billy Green Is Dead
11 Sex Education: Ghetto Style
12 ...And Then He Wrote Meditations
13 Plastic Pattern People
14 The Get Out of the Ghetto Blues
15 Ain't No New Thing
16 Brother
17 Evolution (And Flashback)
18 The King Alfred Plan
19 Enough
20 Paint It Black
21 Omen
22 Wiggy
23 Comment #1
24 The Subject Was Faggots
25 Did You Hear What They Said? (Alt take 1)
26 The Middle of Your Day (Alt take 1)
27 Free Will (Alt take 1)
28 The Get Out of the Ghetto Blues (alternate ending)
29 Speed Kills (Alt take 3)
30 The King Alfred Plan (Alt)
31 No Knock (Alt)
32 Wiggy (Alt)
33 Ain't No New Thing (breakdown take)
34 Billy Green Is Dead (Alt)
35 ...And Then He Wrote Meditations (Alt)
36 No Knock (breakdown Alt take)
37 Free Will (Alt take 2)
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