[Lyric] Maybe Theres Black People In Fort Greene (Stew & The Negro Problem)

[Intro]
Brooklyn
Brooklyn
Brooklyn

[Verse 1]
I wanna move to a place that's calm and green
I’ve got nothing left to prove
I'm tired of feeling wound up, ground up in Gotham's machine
Time to make a soul brotha hippy move

Oh, but nature sucks
And my hair just stays in flux
I believe my mission undid me, baby
Now I need a place, a hood in outer space
Jump off the grid and see what’s under my lid

[Chorus]
And maybe there's black people in Fort Greene
Maybe there's black people in Fort Greene
Maybe there's black people in Fort Greene
Maybe there's black peoplе in Fort Greene
[Verse 2]
I wanna move to a place that's calm and green
You mеan like Central Park, babe?
I've got nothing left to prove
Build a treehouse in the dark, babe
I'm tired of feeling wound up (With me?), ground up in Gotham’s machine
I can’t sleep without noise
It's time to make a soul brotha hippy move
I need to be in reach of all my toys

Oh, but nature sucks
I am nature
And my hair just stays in flux
Let’s go to a Broadway show, babe
I believe my mission undid me, baby
The one with the rock 'n roll negros
I need a place (Forget my face), a hood in outer space
Let's go to Harlem and chill, babe
Jump off the grid and see what's under my lid
Oh. I’m off the pill

[Chorus]
Maybe there's black people in Fort Greene (Brooklyn)
Maybe there's black people in Fort Greene (Brooklyn)
Maybe there's black people in Fort Greene (Brooklyn)
Maybe there's black people in Fort Greene (Brooklyn)
[Bridge]
And when he said “What about Brooklyn?” she said
Where?
And when he said “What about Brooklyn?” she said
There?
And when he said “We oughta move to Brooklyn?” she said
Ha ha ha. No
And when he said “No Brooklyn, no children” …
She said “What the fuck? Let's go!”
She said “What the fuck? Let's go!”
She said “What the fuck? Let's go!”
She said “What the fuck? Let's go!”