Jersey
by Alice Di Micele

I grew up in Jersey go head, make a joke
I don’t care what you think cause I know things that you don’t know
I grew up in Jersey and it made me who i am
i see things here much different than you can

you see things in black and white.
i see shades of beige and brown
i’m not aiming for a fight. i don’t wanna keep you down

i come from the smorgasbord where everybody knows their name
we aren’t just colors on a chart we’re from the places our ancestors came

and some of us are mixed up and we feel lost at sea
we’ve gotta lift each other up
cause we all need to be free
some of us survivors of genocide and hate
our stories cry a warning
we must heed before its too damn late
we must heed before its too damn late
we must heed before its too late

I grew up in Jersey go head, make a joke
every single exit is someone’s Happy Home
yeah i grew up in Jersey and it made me who i am
i see things here much different than you can

there are those who only know greed, it’s like a fever taking hold
and if we let the sick people lead down to their hell is where we’ll go
but if we follow the words of the kind and let love rule the day
use our hearts as well as our minds we just might find our way
we just might find our way

I grew up in Jersey go head, make a joke
I don’t care what you think cause I know things that you don’t know
I grew up in Jersey and it made me who i am
i see things different than you can
and you see things different than I can
We all see things different
We all see things different
I grew up in Jersey, Jersey, Jersey