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Thu, 24.09.2009

ABNER LOUIMA by Stephan Smith.

Early one morning when the sun was down
Flatbush part of New York town
Hey ho there ain’t no foe
All one body got to heal and grow.

Abner Louima his name
This is how he came to fame
When a club closed for the night
People broke into a fight
Justin Volpe policeman
Brought to the ground by an unknown man
Hey ho there ain’t no foe
All one body got to heal and grow.

Volpe grabbed Louima why
Said he was just standing by
Beat him in the car to the seven-o
Put him in a cell for an hour or so
Then grab him from his holding cell
And do to him what no tongue can tell
Hey ho ain’t

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