Hush now child and don't you cry Your folks might understand you by and by So in the mean time, move on up towards your destination Though you may find
We people who are darker than blue Are we gonna stand around this town And let what others say come true? We're just good for nothing they all figure
when the lights are closing and the people are crying the super people come along Chorus:Super people did what they did we need to help them become better
Our days of comfort, days of night Don't put yourself in solitude Who can I trust with my life When people tend to be so rude? My mama borne me in a
Everybody gather round and listen to my song I've only got one We who are young, should now take a stand Don't run from the burdens of women and men
It is my theory The two of us are somewhat leery About the happiness We both set out to posses We've got all the comforts of life A few kids and you
You know I can't satisfy your love I can't satisfy You see I can't satisfy your love I can't satisfy I found out in time What was on your mind You never
Well, to keep from dyin', hey, hey I've been lyin', uh huh Shot a man, hey and I stole and ran Well, well, we tried to beat 'em Oh, and I lost my freedom
Get down, baby To the funky, funky, funky groove Get down, baby Let the light reflect upon your natural mood Get down, baby Your creative mood shall
They say it's alright Say it's alright It's alright, have a good time Cause it's alright, whoa it's alright Now we gonna move it slow When the lights
I just want you to know That I really, really think you're something special Wanna try hard to show Make it sweet, sweet, sweet wherever we go Just to
You hear me callin' Callin' brother, are you listenin'? We need to cool at night for our future For the little pretty boys and girls We need to take
Little child Runnin' wild Watch a while You see he never smiles Broken home Father gone Mama tired So he's all alone Kind of sad Kind of mad Ghetto
I am blind and I cannot see You are there, your petty evil don't bother me Playing all the clothes you wear Laugh at me, pressed and clean, and I don'
Give me your love Give me your love Give me your love Give me your love Give me your love I want you so, babe Can't even get mad at you What a thing
Familiar music, familiar sound Does mute your thoughts for the underground Lonely sight for any turning light Future prophesy for the [Incomprehensible
Raining in the [Incomprehensible] Think about a restaurant Mother, mother's son Think I'll make a great big kiss [Incomprehensible] Mother, mother's
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