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Lenny Kravitz
Lenny Kravitz


Background information
Birth name Leonard Albert Kravitz
Born May 26, 1964
Born place New York City, New York, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Hard Rock
Funk Rock
Neo-psychedelia
R&B
Years active 1988—present
Label(s) Virgin Records
Associated acts Jay-Z
Madonna
Michael Jackson
Slash
Aerosmith
Mick Jagger
David Bowie
Guns N' Roses
Vanessa Paradis
Karl Denson
Dan Dyer
Baha Men
Michael Kamen
Angie Stone
Cree Summer
Lionel Richie
Zoro
Craig Ross
Jazzanova
Draco Rosa
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Lenny Kravitz Album


Let Love Rule (09/19/1989)
09/19/1989
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Blues For Sister Someone (not on vinyl edition)
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Empty Hands (not on vinyl edition)
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Flower Child (not on vinyl edition)
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Remember the times we used to play
We'd sing and we'd dance all damn day
But all I do is sing the blues
But have I forsaken you by telling you
What you must do
And all I do is sing the blues
But I would never lie, let things go by
Leave you in a road to die
I would never ever say good bye

Never gonna say good bye
Never gonna say good bye

Remember the times that we
Used to share
You got to remember the times
That we used to share
That we used to share

But the only way for you to survive
Is to open your heart it will guide
You wanna stay in this world of music and life
You got to turn around

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Love is gentle as a rose
And love can conquer any war
It's time to take a stand
Brothers and sisters join hands

We got to let love rule
Let love rule

We got to let love rule
Let love rule

Love transcends all space and time
And love can make a little child smile
Can't you see this won't go wrong
But we got to be strong
We can't do it alone

We got to let love rule
Let love rule

We got to let love rule

. . .



It's on the freedom train

. . .



You came to me like a dream
How would I know it was a scheme
To get me to you

Your eyes burned like fire
Through my heart
Although we were life times apart

Making mistakes was my game
Your life I tried to rearrange
But now I know a better way

My precious love

Now you're a woman
You've got a child
And those days of being wild
Are gone with the past

But now baby you still ain't got no home
All those endless nights you've had to roam
But I know a better way


. . .



In this garden
This lovely garden
I build a temple of love
Walk with the Father
Won't be a bother
To touch the Earth as it was

We'll farm the land each day
And in the sunshine we will play
Glory glory for the day He came
Our tears had gone away
We'll make love in the shade
And in the ocean we will bathe
Little fishies in the sea
Say hooray

I build this garden for us

In this garden
Our children will grow
Darling this is a must
We'll be so happy
Our little family
So full of love and trust

And darling when we're old
We'll close the gates and lock the door
Our love will never fade away
When it's pure it's forever last
And darling when you're cold
I'll hold you tight and keep you warm
Little darlin' gonna make it through the storm
You'll never be alone

I build this garden for us

In this garden
They'll be no war
No racial prejudice
You'll be my brother
Of any color
You'll just be okay with us
We'll love each day in peace
In hope that we will one day reach
The rest of the world
When they are ready to be teached
The kingdom will come
Thy will be done
On Earth as it is in heaven

I build this garden
I build this garden for us


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I smell the fear that rains inside
The thought of children who must oblige
To tainted dreams and polluted seas
The missing moon and melting trees
A mist of doom and clouds of pain
Toxic waste and acid rain
The passing of our ignorance
A lifetime spent in abstinence

Living in fear
Living in fear
I can't tell you no lies
Living in fear
Living in fear

Conditioning to hate and them to blame
Their search for God is just the same
Machines for hearts, how warped a view
Forgetting that they're human too
Waiting like a branded steer
Who first will launch the burning spear
When every day may be your last
You think we'd learn from our past

Living in fear
Living in fear
I can't tell you no lies
Living in fear
Living in fear

I smell the fear that rains inside
The thought of so many lives denied
More wounded soldiers, another burning flag
And rows and rows of body bags
No time for tears as the night falls cold
The days survivors crawl back in their holes
As for the rest they're shipped back home
Home to the rows of white tomb stones

Living in fear
Living in fear
I can't tell you no lies
Living in fear
Living in fear

. . .



The dream is lost
Don't let it slip away
Or bloody days won't be far away
Cause when there's no more sin
There's no where you can run

Does anybody know how many lives we've lost
Can anybody ever pay the cost
What will it take for us to join in peace my friends
Does anybody out there even care

Wake up world before it's too late
It's time for love to conquer hate
And when that battle's won
We all can live as one

Does anybody know how many lives we've lost
Can anybody ever pay the cost
What will it take for us to join in peace my friends
Does anybody out there even care

Riots in the streets, men dressed in white sheets
Is that what we want
A little boy hanging from a tree and a burning cross
If we can learn that we're one we can overcome
Before this takes us all
We'd better catch ourselves before we fall

Does anybody know how many lives we've lost
Can anybody ever pay the cost
What will it take for us to join in peace my friends
Does anybody out there even care


. . .



Mr. Cab Driver won't you stop to let me in
Mr. Cab Driver don't you like my kind of skin
Mr. Cab Driver you're never gonna win

Mr. Cab Driver won't stop to pick me up
Mr. Cab Driver I might need some help
Mr. Cab Driver only thinks about himself

Mr. Cab Driver
Mr. Cab Driver

Mr. Cab Driver don't like to way I look
He don't like dreads he thinks we're all crooks
Mr. Cab Driver reads too many story books

Mr. Cab Driver pass me up with eyes of fire
Mr. Cab Driver thinks we're all 165'ers
Mr. Cab Driver fuck you I'm a survivor

Let me in

Mr. Cab Driver

. . .



Little Mary was five years old
Her parents left her, she was out in the cold
Alone to live and find her way
In this great world of heartache and pain

Eyes of brown, matted locks of gold
Her flowered dress is tattered and soiled
Tear stained cheeks, her feet cold and bare
Who could have left a child so rare

Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm beggin you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart

A burning heart and tired eyes
Howling winds for lullabys
No one there to soothe her fright
Nowhere to turn but the inward light
Because life is for believing
That your heart can turn to gold
All you need is Christ to receive it
There's eternal life for every soul

Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart

He loves you He needs you He wants you

. . .



Lord what's the matter
Am I lost
This life's a disaster, what is the cause
Am I a junkie, what is my fate
Or am I a flunkie who doesn't relate
Or am I a child so full of hate

Am I a doctor or even a priest
Or am I a rapist who needs a release
A psychotic prancer
Times Square dancer
The mind can see as long as you'll be
For real with yourself
And you'll forever be

Lord what's the matter am I insane
This life's an illusion that's all it remains
Are you listening, are you boss
Am I gonna make it up on that cross
Believe in Your name and

. . .



I know a girl who gets off
By sticking needles in her vein
Oh Lord what a shame
She's got no money so she turns tricks
And plays dirty games
Oh Lord spare her pain
What she says she do to you
You'd have to be insane
The bathroom stall, her bedroom
The one that's always engaged
She sleeps and eats with the plague
She's got a baby in her belly
But she just don't care
What will be come of the pair
Oh Lord what can she do
To get the shit out of her hair
To get the shit out of her hair
Blues for sister someone

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He rode in town on a white horse
With nothing in his hands
He came to gather his people
And take them to his promised land
When he came he knew there would be bloodshed
But still no violence made his places
He came to fight in a battle
With no guns or money
But with his empty hands

With his empty hands

They said hey boy what you lookin' at
As they eyed his dreaded mane
He said my father has sent me
I've come back to reclaim
The children whose hearts
Were so whole and pure
Now it's you who'll die in pain
So they lynched the man
Who fooled the word
And all the children gathered
In his empty hands

. . .



Dressed in purple velvets
With a flower in her hair
Feel her gentle spirit
As the champa fills the air
She wears rubys on her fingers
Tiny bells upon her toes
She's the finest thing
I've ever seen
Love that ring inside her nose

Flower Child yeah
Flower Child yeah

She's a psychedelic princess
On a magic carpet ride
And where her trip will carry you
Is somewhere you can't find
She's on a plane of higher consciousness
Meditation is the key
She's got her shit together
Cause her soul and mind are free

Flower Child yeah
Flower Child yeah

She's a child of Martin Luther
As a freedom fighter she
Speaks of liberation on the land
And on the sea
Her eyes are made of sunshine
And her lips are jelly sweet

Flower Child yeah

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