Chicago

by Big D and the Kids Table

From the album: How It Goes

Track 18 of 20 on How It Goes (2004).

Duration: 3:53

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Lyrics for Chicago

Not afraid to tell 'em like it is. Not afraid to be the badass in this. Well I know that things are getting better. Wanting again. Calling out again. And we're just as good as them, I know. And we're just as good as them, if not better. If there are three steps to awareness, Then they haven't found one yet. The outline of their lives has lost its sharpness. Wanting again. (What we are we are) Calling out again. (We're calling out again) And we're just as good as them, I know. And we're just as good as them, if not better. And now I know what they meant when they always said: "We're not noticed but we have so much more to give." And now I know what they meant when they always said: "We're not noticed but we have so much more to give." I heard I could not stop it. I heard I could not change it. I heard I could not help it. But I keep trying. Whoever said we'd be last? (Whoa no) Whoever said we'd be last? 'Cause I don't think so. We're just as good as them, I know. We're just as good as them, if not better. And now I know what they meant when they always said: "We're not noticed, but we have so much more to give." And now I know what they meant when they always said: "We're not noticed, but we have so much more to give." And now I know what they meant when they always said: "We're not noticed, but we have so much more to give." And now I know what they meant when they always said: "We're not noticed, but we have so much more to give."

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