I was born from love. And my poor mother worked the mines. I was raised on the Good Book Jesus. Till I read between the lines. Now I don't believe. I want to see the morning.
This ain't the way. I spend my mornings, baby. Come stai?. You've been with him,. And you've come back, lady. Hei, what's he like?. I just sit and watch the ocean.
Look at us today. We ain't got nothin' nice to say. We've got our hands up in the air. Expecting miracles from somewhere. . And the words, we don't pay no attention.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
Well, I got a girl, she lives upon the hill. Well, I got a girl, she lives upon the hill. Sometimes she won't, sometimes I think she will. . Got to shake your moneymaker.
Show some respect on this deck for the dear departed,. Gather ye's round let's be bound by the work we started,. Save all your strength for the length of the task before us,.
I come from the ashes of molten hatred. Raised by the demons in abodes of the end. The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path. Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have become.
Star eyes,. That to me is what your eyes are,. Soft as stars in April skies are,. Tell me some day you'll fulfill. Their promise of a thrill.. . Star eyes,.
[Chorus: x2]. Sey badman nuh flee, after dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we. Some only bad through dem a walk ina posse dem a fool. Caw dem nuh see how we lock di city.
Let me be your streetcake 'til your bread man come. I'll give you more sugar than the bread man done. . Let me tell you how sweet I feel. Like Mitch Ratter in the Detroit wheels.
Father to the fatherless. Defender of the weak. Freedom for the prisoner. We sing. . This is God in His holy place. This is God clothed in love and strength.
Sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm blue,. My disposition, depends on you. I never mind the rain from the skies,. If I can find the sun in your eyes. .
Sophisticated lady tryin' to change my ways. Just because you're caught in your social maze. I think it's 'bout time that you realize. Your money and your power's got you mesmerized.
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas. . Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby. And the snow is on the ground. (Christmas, Christmas). Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby.
Sixty-nine was cheapo wine,. Have a good time,. What your sign. Float up to the Roundhouse. On a Sunday afternoon.. . In Seventy we all agreed. A King's Road flat was the place to be.
She thinks of John Travolta on the same day as me. She even likes artichoke hearts like me. She likes corn. Corn on the cob. She eats cornflakes before she goes to her job.
Vanished. Before your eyes. And he took all. Your dreams alive. Last stops and all night rides. To that place. Where all the lonely hide.... . (CHORUS:).
Walked with no one and talked with no one. And I had nothing but shadows. Then one morning you passed. And I brightened at last. Now I greet the day and complete the day.
I hold my camera so far away. So I can take a picture of the world today. See all the people on the streets today. So much struggle, so much cryin', so much stress today.
You don't have to be so scared to share what's inside. 'cause you're Daddy's little superstar. And you're Mama's little butterfly. Fly high. . A strange strange litany of verses and reverses.