becomes the day, always Until the trees and seas just up and fly away, always Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4, always Until the day that is the day that
rays Stay and paid for real, 'til I'm old and grey Pretty legs, of course, soft as clay Degrees, hot breeze in your hair all day, all day Engaged a lot
soul so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God, He want more Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day
' on a coastline) Yeah, stone guaranteed to cure the summertime blues Put your feet in the sand and throw away your shoes You just step right up, we got another fine day
it stupid 'cause I know you up on it You probably just rolled you one, probably just smoked you one Callin' up the hooker play the ho for another one
him fifty grand? 'Cause he's tore down, months from nowhere, with the day-to-day out of his hands One key fit the door to their apartment, another
we go It's just another day, with trouble knocking at your door Baby, don't you know, we can work it out 'Cause we always seem to find a cure Seems
to cure my lonely insides How long can I wait another day? How long can I wait another night? How long can I wait another day? How long can I wait another
When Marilyn Monroe woke up in heave, she had everything she'd need for the perfect day, the perfect man takes her walking where no-one can stare. She
When Marilyn Monroe woke up in heaven She had everything she'd need for the perfect day The perfect man takes her walking Where no-one can stare She
folks can't stand it Say time is a bandit But i take the opposite view Cause when i need a lift Time brings a gift Another day with you A twist
eat and I can't sleep, so I just write 'Cause I wanted you to lean on To distract me from my feet Oh, my karma will cure me Out of bounds and out of
But I'll tell you each one was smilin' when she died Now the day I die every woman In the country's gonna go around dressed in black And they'll probably add another
Shot her in the stomach and she lost her child Just another police related death Those teenage boys from Texas caught with a little dope It was Black Freedom Day
fucking disease Another day, another memory But I have fucking failed I turned another lie into the work of a saint So where is the cure? Hundreds of
wrong But I miss you smiling And I'm looking for a cure 'cause I'm bored to tears And I'm stuck in here, stuck out here, stuck in here We lived through another day
words He said, "I'll be there, just close your eyes, remember always" Then there was a silence where the dream went here, it was over then Another love gone, another
stress and strife But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day Come what may I'm fishing