Dear Lord, can you take it away? This pain in my heart just follows me by day And at night it stalks me like the shadows on my wall Oh my goodness, goodness
Billy's home, he just got back from L.A. Plenty of lines but nothing to say Said I, seen this movie and it don't end nice Looks like trouble in paradise
Well, I pulled off the gravel with my California dreams Leavin' everything I ever loved behind Well, I left Alabama but it never once left me And it's
Civil Unrest - A bullshit detector Civil Unrest - A hateful injection Bridge: They want us - Destroying ourselves They want us - Trapped in the projects
I walked this streets a thousand times, Still this world never seemed colder. Compromised a thousand times To the will of vicious minds. Reality
We'll pull it down, piece by miserable piece Refuse to live our lives Sell out the only friends we know We fight together We die together We'll pull
I see trouble in paradise, but that's just my eyes You did your time, lit it go, Ruby don't cry Be careful, your one life to live is sleeping And it'
It's about time that we fell in love You know that I've been trying It's about time that we had a laugh You know that I've been crying Too many people
Internal unrest Emotional decline Cruelly overbearing Will confined Future uncertain Past regrets Temporal pain Not easy to forget Mangled thoughts
Restroom magicians. Mescaline visions. Pink riots and pigmen in city streets. And in the gutter, distorted colours. At the end of the rainbow our copper
Ow! Oh! Oh! Oh! {? Unemployments rising In the Chigley end of town. And it's speading like pneumonia; Doesn't look like going down. There's trouble
The mood of the courtroom was gloomy ??? and looked for a sign ??? Shrine to the dynamic years Shrine to the dynamic years ??? Roll into a ball yeah The
Over the flames The plastic airplanes circled And every ambulance harmonized A glorious yellow smoke filled the eyes Of the baby giants given astro-taffy
Freshly showered jet jockey's In the Chico Club bar Drinking neat Wild Turkey They smoke Havana cigars Screaming MIG fighter In the Latin night Big steel
No matter what I do I can't escape The troubles bugging me. Could you tell me how to escape? These troubles are driving me crazy. (Chorus) Tell me now
I'm your boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox box box Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox Boombox box box I'm your boombox
There's trouble in paradise I can see it and I know the signs so well I know he's out there and around it every day There's trouble but there won't be
(MC Buchecha) E linda a nossa uniao, fusao de um so querer Motiva a exalar essa ilusao Sintetizar nosso fuzue E rara a cor, debaixo d'agua a gente faz