Wake Up and Smell the Coffee
Cranberries, The lyrics
Cranberries, The lyrics
"In The Ghetto Lyrics"
Snowflakes Lyrics
I see all the snowflakes, falling down around me falling down, lovely and wide And all of these snowflakes, falling down around me seem
I see all the snowflakes, falling down around me falling down, lovely and wide And all of these snowflakes, falling down around me seem
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
The child
Going Out With A Blast Lyrics
All I know is if I gotta go is if I gotta go But I'm going out with a blast Going out with a what? (Chorus:) X 2 Go
needs a helping handAll I know is if I gotta go is if I gotta go But I'm going out with a blast Going out with a what? (Chorus:) X 2 Go
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wi
I En Annan Del Av Vaerlden Lyrics
Jag tog mina minnen och gav mig av Jag reste mot min l?ngtan och jag reser ?n idag Ja vi tr?ffades p? caf?er och barer M?nniskor av alla
nd blowsJag tog mina minnen och gav mig av Jag reste mot min l?ngtan och jag reser ?n idag Ja vi tr?ffades p? caf?er och barer M?nniskor av alla
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to ru
Woodrow Meets Kate Hudson Lyrics
Woodrow: when I'm scared, there's a song that i sing and i want you to sing it with me Toasters and birds Little pidgeon turds R
n, but he don't get farWoodrow: when I'm scared, there's a song that i sing and i want you to sing it with me Toasters and birds Little pidgeon turds R
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto