Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Herbie Hancock
Herbie Hancock
Keyboards
Michael Beinhorn
Michael Beinhorn
Programming
Pete Cosey
Pete Cosey
Guitar
Bill Laswell
Bill Laswell
Bass
Sly Dunbar
Sly Dunbar
Bongos
Dwight Jackson Jr.
Dwight Jackson Jr.
Vocals
Bernard Fowler
Bernard Fowler
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis Mayfield
Curtis Mayfield
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Herbie Hancock
Herbie Hancock
Producer
Material
Material
Producer
Martin Bisi
Martin Bisi
Recording Engineer
Dominic Maita
Dominic Maita
Recording Engineer
Dave Jerden
Dave Jerden
Mixing Engineer
Billy Youdelman
Billy Youdelman
Recording Engineer
Bryan Bell
Bryan Bell
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

We've got to stop all men From messing up the land When what we understand This is our last and only chance Everybody, it's the future shock Future shock Future shock (shock, shock) Hey, little sister Where's your brother? See your momma Standing on the soup line Our blessed father Ain't got the strength to be bothered The almighty world, hear me, girl Was bound to weigh him down We've got to stop all men From messing up the land When what we understand This is our last and only chance Everybody, it's the future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock Future shock (shock, shock) Future shock Future shock Our worldly figures They're playing on niggers O, see them dancing See how they're dancing To the superfly Whoa! Yeah, ain't it dumb When they don't know where we're coming from? Dancing in our youth Crying out for truth To get over, over, over We've got to stop all men From messing up the land When what we understand This is our last and only chance Everybody, it's the future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock Hey, big sister Where's your mister? Dress to the pole Try to get whole It's all right What's going on? You seem always alone Couldn't raise the bail Man, he's in jail Get over We've got to stop all men From messing up the land When what we understand This is our last and only chance Everybody, it's the future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Price of the meat Higher than the dope in the street Is it any wonder For those with nothing to eat? Son's got it made But still seems so afraid, my friend There's no love for his brother No friends for another Future shock Hurts me, going on Future shock Everyone's alone Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Don't know the people Future shock Future shock Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Everyone's alone Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Don't know the people Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Afraid of the steeple Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo! Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Future shock (shock, shock, shock) Hurts me, going on, woo-hoo! Future shock Future shock Everyone's alone Future shock Future shock Don't know the people Future shock Afraid, afraid of the steeple Future shock Future shock Woo! Future shock Future shock Not a lotta thinkers Future shock
Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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