John Coolidge Adams - I am the Wife of Mao Tse-tung
31
Copied!
I am the wife of Mao Tse-tung
Who raised the weak above the strong
When I appear the people hang
When I appear the people
They hang upon my words
And for his sake
Whose wreaths are heavy round my neck
And for his sake
Whose wreaths are heavy round my neck
I speak according to the book
When did the Chinese people
Last expose its daughters?
When did the Chinese people
Last expose its daughters?
At the breast of history
I sucked and pissed
Thoughtless and heartless
Red and blind
I cut my teeth upon the land
And when I walked my feet were bound
On revolution
Let me be a grain of sand
Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye
And I shall taste eternal joy
Let me be a grain of sand
And I shall taste eternal joy
Let me be a grain of sand
Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye
And I shall taste eternal joy
I am the wife of Mao Tse-tung
Who raised the weak above the strong
When I appear the people hang
When I appear the people
They hang upon my words
And for his sake
Whose wreaths are heavy round my neck
I speak according to the book
The book
The book
The book
The book
The book
Book, book, book, the book
Book, book, book, book
To the book
I speak according to the book
I speak according to the book
I speak according to the book
I speak according to the book
The book
The book
The book
The book
The book
{Repeats}
Who raised the weak above the strong
When I appear the people hang
When I appear the people
They hang upon my words
And for his sake
Whose wreaths are heavy round my neck
And for his sake
Whose wreaths are heavy round my neck
I speak according to the book
When did the Chinese people
Last expose its daughters?
When did the Chinese people
Last expose its daughters?
At the breast of history
I sucked and pissed
Thoughtless and heartless
Red and blind
I cut my teeth upon the land
And when I walked my feet were bound
On revolution
Let me be a grain of sand
Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye
And I shall taste eternal joy
Let me be a grain of sand
And I shall taste eternal joy
Let me be a grain of sand
Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye
And I shall taste eternal joy
I am the wife of Mao Tse-tung
Who raised the weak above the strong
When I appear the people hang
When I appear the people
They hang upon my words
And for his sake
Whose wreaths are heavy round my neck
I speak according to the book
The book
The book
The book
The book
The book
Book, book, book, the book
Book, book, book, book
To the book
I speak according to the book
I speak according to the book
I speak according to the book
I speak according to the book
The book
The book
The book
The book
The book
{Repeats}