Sam Cooke

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He stepped in the water Helped the fishes swim When he left those fish were singing So of course they killed him The wrong kind of voice

Wrong kind of skin His car was way too pretty So of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him He was calm and patient The stranger's twin He put his hands down upon the sick so of course they killed him They didn’t know where to start Or where to begin They were scared and panicked So of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him Some will don't get it Some understand And some side with the soldier Who cut off Victor Jara's hands And you can blame the timing You can blame bad luck But I swear a man can't speak the truth Without his throat getting cut of course they killed him of course they killed him of course they killed him

Recorded in Mexico City at La Bestia Studios by Juan Victor Belisario Figuera

Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364) Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127)

Same Kind of Fascist

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You know those kind of fascists

You used to see on film?

Those mean looking fascists

With their shiny black boots?

You know those kind of fascists

Who loved to march around?

Well those same kind of fascists

They are here with us right now.

You know those kind of fascists

You used to read about in school?

Those big mouthed fascists

We had to shoot in World War 2?

You know those kind of fascists

Who like to rile up a crowd?

Well those same kind of fascists

They are here with us right now.

Because the fascist loves his church

and the fascist loves his Jesus

The fascist he loves fries and shakes

and the fascist loves grilled cheeses

The fascist loves his country

and the fascist loves the mall

The fascist loves his parents

and the fascist loves football

And that fascist sun is rising on

our dirt and on our dust

And that fascist heart is beating

Inside our children

On the school bus

From Let's Make a King, released July 9, 2020

Produced by Roy Gurel

Benjamin Adair Murphy - vocals

Roy Gurel – acoustic guitar

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Roy Gurel at Roiki Productions in Brooklyn and Tel Aviv

Additional recording done in Mexico City at La Bestia Studios by Juan Victor Belisario Figuera

Lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364) Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127) Music by Roy Gurel BMI (520647865)

Strongman Blues

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Strongman

Tell the crowd that it’s over

The bombs are falling down

And they need to take cover

Tell the crowd to remember this day

As the time you had nothing to say

Strongman you’re bound to fade away

Strongman

Go down to your bunker

Take your wife and your children

Leave some cash to your lovers

Tell the crowd that you need to leave

And that now they can all stand at ease

Strongman you’re bound to fall to your knees

Strongman

Tell them you need to go

It’s the end of your story

It’s the end of the show

Take your sad displays of your wealth

Keep your idiot ideas to yourself

Strongman you’re bound

Strongman you’re bound

Strongman you’re bound

to beg for help

Benjamin Adair Murphy - guitar and vocals

(ASCAP #907389979)

Recorded in Mexico City at La Bestia Studios by Juan Victor Belisario Figuera

Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364) Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127)