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Many Moons
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Janelle Monáe
Janelle Monáe
Lead Vocals
The Skunks
The Skunks
Additional Vocals
Kellindo Parker
Kellindo Parker
Guitar
Chuck Lightning
Chuck Lightning
Organ
Terrance Brown
Terrance Brown
Piano
The Wondaland String Ensemble
The Wondaland String Ensemble
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janelle Monáe
Janelle Monáe
Songwriter
Charles Joseph II
Charles Joseph II
Songwriter
Nathaniel Irvin III
Nathaniel Irvin III
Songwriter
Walt Kramer
Walt Kramer
Songwriter
Kellindo Parker
Kellindo Parker
Arranger
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Janelle Monáe
Janelle Monáe
Co-Producer
Wolfmaster Z & WolfmasterLightning for Wondaland Productions
Wolfmaster Z & WolfmasterLightning for Wondaland Productions
Producer
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Producer
Chuck Lightning
Chuck Lightning
Producer
Control Z
Control Z
Mastering Engineer
Lord Mitchell
Lord Mitchell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, voo-doo-doo-doo Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, voo-doo-doo-doo Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, voo-doo-doo-doo We're dancing free, but we're stuck here underground (Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) And everybody trying to figure they way out (Voo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Heh-heh-heh-hey, all we ever wanted to say Was chased, erased, and then blown away And day-to-day we live in a daze We march all around till the sun goes down (night children) Night children hid around (night children) Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes, we long for freedom (for freedom) You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thing and it's gonna fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the war's heating up) And when the truth goes bang, the shouts splatter out (Revolutionize your lives and find a way out) And when you're growing down instead of growing up (You gotta oo ah-ah like a panther) Tell me are you bold enough to reach for love? (Na-na-na na na, na na, na-na-na na) He lived in Sector 10 He had a friend named Benjamin Sail away, sail away Suzanne So strong for so long All I wanna do is sing my simple song Is it square or round, rich or poor? At the end of day and night all we want is more I keep my feet on solid ground And use my wings when storms come around (I use, I use my wings when storms come around) I keep my feet on solid ground for freedom (Freedom, freedom, freedom) You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thing and it's gotta fall (The silver bullet's in your hand and the war's heating up) And when the truth goes bang, the shouts splatter out (Revolutionize your lives and find a way out) And when you're growing down instead of growing up (You gotta oo ah-ah like a panther) Ooh baby tell me are you bold enough to reach for love? (Na-na-na na na, na na, na-na na-na) Civil rights, civil war Hood rat, crack whore Carefree, nightclub Closet drunk, bathtub Outcast, weirdo Stepchild, freak show Black girl, bad hair Broad nose, cold stare Tap shoes, Broadway Tuxedo, holiday Creative block, love song Stupid words, erased song Gun shots, orange house Dead man walking with a dirty mouth Spoiled milk, stale bread Welfare, bubonic plague Record deal, light bulb Keep-back kid, now corporate thug Breast cancer, common cold HIV, lost hope Overweight, self esteem Misfit, broken dream Fish tank, small bowl Closed minded, dark hold Cybergirl, droid control Get away now they trying to steal your soul Microphone, one stage Tomboy, outrage Street fight, bloody war Instigators, third floor Promiscuous child, broken heart STD, quarantine Heroin needle, coke head Final chapter, death bed Plastic sweat, metal skin Metallic tears, mannequin Carefree, night club Closet drunk, bathtub White House, Jim Crow Dirty lies, my regards And when the world just treats you wrong Just come with me and I'll take you home No need to pack a bag (Just treat you) (Just treat you wrong) Who put your life in the danger zone? You running dropping like a rolling stone No time to pack a bag You just can't stop your heart from hanging on The old man dies and then a baby's born Chan-chan-chan-change your life And when the world just treats you wrong Just come with us and we'll take you home Shan-Shan-Shan-Shangri-La Na-na-na na na, na na, na-na na-na
Writer(s): Nathaniel Irvin Iii, Janelle Monae Robinson, Charles Joseph Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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