Every night, every day - oh, I'm searching for my way And I'm dreaming of you all my life Every night, every day - oh, believe me oh I pray Set the dream
Tercüme: Mavi Sistemi. Her Gece, Her Gün.
escape From the racist fate And pretty soon South Africa Will stop chillin And start killin Race war (8X) Every night I pray That people get this shit together one day
handsome? Did momma give me hell? With his hands loose as no refusin' Did he fight? Was I blue? Almost shamed to tell And I don't know yet the system
the right thang I've been in this 'ere since we were drinkin' beers Years we've spent together, used to break up, get together Split a fight every night
your tone Son I ate with the greatest, stayed with the latest Eye for an eye, boss, ain't with the favors I laid where they murk all day, broad day
makes you freak At the age of eight I was really great 'Cause every night you see I had a date At the age of nine I was right on time 'Cause every night
song and a smile? Well I got up this morning, I don't need to know no more It evaporated nightmares that had boiled the night before With every new day
under blue skies we live unaware. of greater things that lie above. and every night we engage. systems that make us sleep away. our only chance to see
against the imbalance of priorities Practiced by the major powers who, if they wanted to, could help. Every minute of the day millions upon million of
Jimmy said it's not easy being the king of the world It gets harder every day Somebody's gotta do the job, ya know? So it might as well be me Bought
laughing on the inside I swear Just trying to keep my head above red tide despair My imperfections pair off with buddy system symmetrics morbidly So every
, you said to me that you're jealous And that I'm fooling around with other girls But you know, when a love goes wrong nothing goes right Every night
pen They'll tell you I'm the biggest mother hen I love 'em all and all of them love me Because the system works The system called reciprocity... [Warden
This song is written and dedicated for G.G Allin Pt. I I drink a lotta whiskey, smokin all the time I'm gettin fucked up every god damn night Everybody
Born the struggle in this jungle, escape poor While the White House got ten rooms with ten blind doors I was born to fight for what's right, by the day and night
the top of the mound. Not a Martian in sight! The day seemed dazzling bright after my imprisonment, and the sky a glowing blue. Red Weed covered every
