Lyrics:
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
nineteen
He was the bravest union man
That I have ever seen
Harry Simms was a palomine
We labored side by side
Expecting to be shot on sight
Or taken for
age was nineteen
He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen
Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side
Expecting to be shot
King David
Now I say love and harmony, is what we need upon the street
Got to get a place fi ghetto youths fi rest dem feet
Because they trod
Alone, she lays waiting
Surrounded by gloom
Invaded by shadows
Painting the room
The light from the window
Cuts through the air
And pins
to know the truth
There are times when I look back
And I am haunted by my youth
Oh, but my joy of today
Is that we can all be proud to say
To be
You and your surrounding crew
The charisma of ignorance makes you hate
Where you at?
Bitter makes you better when you're
Backed by the fact
Segregation,
Sickened by sun, with rainstorms lashing him rotten
A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair
Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was
The Knack
Know Your Product - The Saints
Anything by: Kleenex
Raincoats LP - Raincoats
Collosal Youth - Young Marble Giants
Rocks - Aerosmith
What is This? -
that roll by can start you listening
Not just to what they say, but what they mean
So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied
If the razor edge
Watching girls passing by, it ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls passing
I wandered again to my home in the mountain
Where in youth's early days I was happy and free
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
I
TOO MUCH FOR THE KID TO BEAR
BY ROLAND KIRK'S THREE GOLDEN HORNS
SOL INVICTUS THRICE REBORN
NOW I SEE THE TRUTH
JAZZ MUSIC CORRUPTS OUR YOUTH
happened I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely
Oh it's hot outside man
Meek Millys coming daddy
Hundred for the walkthrough I'm not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga that's a carpool
Like so many wrecks do
Too impaired by my youth
To know what to do
So if I sell my apartment
And you have some kids with an internet starlet
Will
Watching girls passing by, it ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls passing
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
Those crazy nights, I do remember in my youth
I do recall, those were the best times, most of all
In the heat with a blue-jean girl
Burnin' love
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing much faster
You're
tasting
Are years you are wasting,
Life's a bitter foe!
With fate it's no use competing,
Youth is so terribly fleeting;
By dancing much faster
You're
They must have loved each other once
But that was many years ago
And by the time I came along
Things were already going wrong
I felt the pain in
Youths
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh Lord Lord Lord (Mmhh Yeah)
Ooh Love Love
Don't you see that harmony
It surround me as the children pass me by
haunted by my youth
Oh but my joy of today
Is that we can all be proud to say
To be young, gifted and black
Is where it's at
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