Lyrics:
bedtime
Gregory
Go to sleep
Oh
Cause bad children must be punished by me
Running around the dark maze
Try to turn on the lights
When you see my creepy face
tasting kids it fucking treywat
Why are you running away stay with me
Ayo children don't keep distance
I'm the coolest
I'm better than Nicki and chance
by greed
And feed this world ruled by greed
Oh, ball of fire
In the summer sky
Your healing light, your parade of days
Are they betrayed by
greed
And feed this world
Ruled by greed
Oh, ball of fire
In the summer sky
Your healing light
Your parade of days
Are they betrayed
By the men of power
running away
Now I got my life back, finally seeing clearer now
Vision 2020, music's something that I'm hearing now
Sky is blue, sun is out, sorta having
zones, I'm telling you homes, have been invaded by tv's watching you, while
It programs your channels, or is that your children's brains, cause them tell
Running, hiding
Somehow afraid of love
Playing in the sunlight
And shade of love
Games we play too well
Like two children
Isn't it time
Time we
He goes for it, night and day
He doesn't care about the danger
He will drive, without stopping
Even if he's carrying children
Maybe he's running
Nailed to the cross by just words,
Crucifixion complete.
Close enough to the fire...
To feel temptation's heat.
It's gone away to taste
Do you want to know how far away I've been?
Let me tell you about where we've traveled
The dream starts out in a distant place
A place of which
world in the caves of steel, faces are changing
They're the runaways, children of the night, they're the runaways
Running for you rlife, they're
Running away
Running away
Do you see me now and then again
In your dreams are you
Drove to your hood you stay by NASA
You had that something I can't
In the still of the darkness
You
Are the light
Children
Make chaotic melodies out of those who carried them
By way of one
Or another
And sometimes
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
Taken over by the bigoted
Under that soil are peculiar flora
That refuse to be inhibited
A polychromatic array of community
And support is what's
Take aim!
Aim at our soldiers.
If those bastards . . .
If those bastards open fire
on the children in the bunker,
blow them away,
blow those bastards
see
They feeling a certain type of way, look
Yeah they are
And I know what they saying to me
Listen, check it out
Got my ears to the streets, know
Each day through my window I watch her passing by
I said to myself your are such a lucky guy
To have a girl like her
It's truly a dream come true
Rippy The Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Rippy The Gator went chomp, chomp, chomp!
Passing the time By ending children's lives
Down in the bottom
Lay down your head
You're not alone
Anywhere you go, I follow
We are the children of the sun
That's all you need to know
Lay down your head
them are running yeah and running Lord them are running yeah
For and running see them are running yeah Lord Lord them are
Gold running for this crazy
OF TIME
IN FACT THEY STEAL AWAY MY PRIME
THEY´RE DEMANDING AND KEEP ME RUNNING
WITH NO REWARD AND NO FAME
BUT BRINGING UP YOUR CHILDREN SHOULD BE NO WASTE
at last
Freedom's just another word
For kicking back the chains
Throw away your troubles
And freedom is what remains
We are children in the forest
An eagle
running away with me...
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hooh
Soon we'll be married..
and raise a family.
In a cozy, little home out in the country
with two children
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