[::..Allur réttur áskilinn, öll opinber birting og/eða eftirritun í opinberum
fréttamiðlum, þ.m.t. prent-, vef-, sjónvarps- og útvarpsmiðlum, er óheimil án skriflegs
samþykkis höfundar...::]
Meðal diska sem ég keypti úti er Best Of Gil Scott-Heron. Ég og my own black self skemmtum okkur konunglega, ég eiginlega þekkti barasta eitt lag fyrir, "The Revolution will not be televised", en þetta finnst mér snilld líka:
Whitey's on the Moon Gil Scott-Heron
A rat done bit my sister Nell
With whitey on the moon
Her face and arms began to swell
And whitey's on the moon
I can't pay no doctor bills
And whitey's on the moon
Ten years from now, I'll be payin' still
While whitey's on the moon
You know, the man just upped my rent last night
'Cos whitey's on the moon
No hot water, no toilets, no lights
But whitey's on the moon
I wonder why he's uppin' me
'Cos whitey's on the moon?
Well, I was already givin' him fifty a week
And now whitey's on the moon
Taxes takin' my whole damn check
The junkies make me a nervous wreck
The price of food is goin' up
And as if all that crap wasn't enough
A rat done bit my sister Nell
With whitey on the moon