Piece o’ Peace Michael Franti & Spearhead

Every million miles ya haffe tek a first step
Every million miles ya haffe tek a first step

I was sick of flippin' channels and sick of flippin' quarters
I called my man Zulu said, "Meet me on the corner
Maybe we can check out the clubs in the city
Because waitin' at the crib can make you feel shitty"
So he hopped into my ride on the squeaky doorside and
We hit the Upper Room where they keep the funk alive
The man at the door invited us inside
He said there isn't any cover if you're keepin' up the vibe
We took it upstairs to big up the area
The people in the house was shakin' up their derriere
Raisin up their hands and raisin up their voices
Tokes was the DJ I was happy with his choices
Maxin' and mixin' the beats they was fixin'
My brain like a smoke that was doubly, triply, dope
The decadence is gone and life may never be the same
Cause when the beat hits you feel no pain!
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So a piece of peace for you, a piece of peace for me
A piece of peace for every peaceful person that you see
I said a piece of peace for you, a piece of peace for me
But I don't act peaceful if you're not that way to me
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step