Lyrics:
A new era
A new era
A new era
A new era
A new era
A new era
A new era
A new era
started on journal square
And somebody heard it there
He put it right on the air
And now you hear it everywhere
Uptown, gave it new licks
Downtown,
started on Journal Square
And somebody heard it there
He put it right on the air
And now you hear it everywhere
Uptown, gave it new licks
Downtown,
him closely
Write down all the things he does
He is the new kid on the block
We must document the things he does
What an unfamiliar face
We must
to the South
You get down to Taunton and New Bedford, Falmouth
I mean our songs like a journal
You know, and, uh
When you writing in a journal, a lot
This is the dawning of a new era
This is the dawning of a new era
I met a girl from area three
She told me that she worked in a chicken factory
This is the dawning of a new era
This is the dawning of a new era
I met a girl from area three
She told me that she worked in a chicken factory
started on Journal Square
And somebody heard it there
He put it right on the air
And now you hear it everywhere
Uptown, gave it new licks
Downtown,
Just humpin' around that shit
Just humpin' that shit
It's a new jack swing era
Hump that shit
Let's go!
To terminate a young man’s life
Guns is bad news
In the hands of losers
Chorus
Another senseless murder
Another name in Heaven’s journal
Another senseless murder
Journal entry
Nothing new any day
Seventeen years at sea
Still no opportunity
Nothing new any day
Seventeen years at sea
Tomorrow has hope but
Still
started on Journal Square
And somebody heard it there
He put it right on the air
And now you hear it everywhere
Uptown, gave it new licks
Downtown,
missing out I just feel like a fool
Keep breaking me down, down, down
I used to throw the party at the New Year's Eve
First one intoxicated, last one
Afflicted and obsessed by
The new domestic patterns
Perverted lust and pleasure
A dome of fresh salvation
Weakened fear and pride
Takes hold
I hope you are not cruel no more
It's the end of new jack swing era
Bobby Brown
Don't be cruel
I'm not cruel
Is all that I say
hear she make all the golden money
To buy new weapons, any shape of guns
While every mother in black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneakin'
Christmas time in the middle of a city
Seeking its salvation
With every string of lights
That suddenly appears
Children stare with new found
I come worship?
Let's make some new details, just for your journal
'Cause you keep lookin' at me with those eyes like you know somethin' I don't
middle name should become jesus
Oh please kid, this is off the wall terror
A new era, man, i got the illest shit ever
Whatever, if you wanna bring it, let
they can't say anything new
You say humanist philosophy is what it's all about?
You're so open-minded that your brains leaked out
[Chorus]
Turn up on the roof
Word up, we got the juice
On journals we on the news
Heads up we're the livin' proof
Turn up on the roof
Word up, we got
Opened up my journal to a page
Everything that hurts me's still the same
Feels like there's nothing new for me to say
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
In testa ho soltanto il New Era
Porto solo il New Era
In testa ho soltanto il New Era
Porto solo il New Era
Porto solo il New Era
Porto solo il New
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