Lyrics:
There's no going back
Through hands of steel
And heart of stone
Our labor day
Has come and gone
Yeah you leave me holding on
In Red Hill town
See
There's no going back
Through hands of steel
And heart of stone
Our labor day
Has come and gone
Yeah you leave me holding on
In Red Hill town
See
been split at the seams
I'll see you in my dreams
I'll see you in my dreams
When all our summers have come to an end
I'll see you in my dreams
In these days of changing ways
so called liberated days
a story comes to mind of a friend of mine
Georgie boy was gay I guess
nothin' more
you make me feel like I don't suck
Woah There was a brightening day
(solo)
woah there was a brightening day
My whole scene has split they don't give
were so long
You couldn't see to the back
We were making steel
They were made of stone
Now our labor day has come and gone
Yeah, you leave me
You and me have a passion
Escaping the days that go by
Just our desire
Patronise a secret painted salon
Let us talk about the live
Where
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
like a drug dealer
So don't snitch, my nigga, get your chips, my nigga
Mind your business, I minds mine, let's get rich, my nigga
Take our family
the morning
To be out walking down that road!
Just feeling another day beginning while some fools just rushing on by,
We'll be like some Mr. Independence: we're
(designer, designer)
My bitches all bad (bitches all bad)
They kicking nigga doors (woohoo!)
I do it by myself (do it by myself)
I split it with the bro's
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our
Louder in our ears every night When Laura and Danny broke up She set her sights on Billy Stone Well, I had just split from Jonathan So by chance, I was all
They strain to slang sling I'm trained to bring game
History that I arranged been regained by King James
Go to practice with tactics when
Lookin' back at the years gone by
When The Message changed my life
Heavy metal, the nest was dead
Well, and the rappers gave delight
But I don't
yet to be told.
Ours is this river asleep at our feet,
Blessed by this wet autumn day.
Here we all are
yet to be told.
Ours is this river asleep at our feet,
blessed by this wet autumn day.
Here we all are
before a blast
That means a sleeping child will never make it to the door
The days of our youth were fun
Where are you now, my son?
From the distant
a lot smarter
By being a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out
Well I kissed the day, I was on my way
From those cold gray blocks of stone
For seventeen years of squalor filled tears
A time now with innocence
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