Few of the sins of the father Are visited upon the son Hearts have been hard Hands have been clenched into fists too long Our sons need never be soldiers
A young man rode with his head held high Under the Texas sun And no one guessed that a man so blessed Would perish by the gun Lord, would perish by the
Prendo in fiato poi mi butto dentro la citta Motorino sempre rotto, meno male c'e il tram Se mi stringo ci sto almeno per un po' Avanti c'e posto, non
Well, you get up every morning And you see it's still the same All the floors and all the walls And all the rest remains Nothing changes fast enough
You'd never know by looking We were ever more than strangers But, we're celebrating ten years Of wedded bliss She made the rounds as usual While, I sit
Ooh, yeah, ooh, ooh Oh yeah, uh huh Listen, holding back the years Thinking about the fear I've had so long Will somebody here listen Listen to the fear
A Years Worth of Distance Lyrics Artist(Band):Kenny Loggins All I want is the truth I guess that?s just too much to ask of you Cause every time we come
You know I feel the deep blue? You won't hear me cry, see me die What am I going to do? I can see your face every time Anytime you want I'm here for
I got a ticket to no nowhere Got no respect for the law I got no use 'cause it's all abuse It's the cuttin' edge of the saw Ain't got no time for the
Golden years, gold, whop whop whop Golden years, gold, whop whop whop Golden years, gold, whop whop whop Don't let me hear you say Life's taking you
Don't you give me, give me, give me your borrowed time Don't give me, give me, give me your recycled line Who do you think you are? You must think you
I shot Reagan I shot Reagan, I shot Sadat I'm gonna shoot you dead in heaven you'll rot You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice You're too bad
In times of trouble fall to my knees and I look to the sky 'Cause me, me I want more The classification of our heart's a sin 'Cause me, me I want more
Bombers in flight Trident missiles in the air My missiles underground Protect us till we're dead Memories of tomorrow Crying sorrow Push the button
When I go down the street The people watch me shiver and shake I think my head's about to break I'm a prisoner of a demon it stays with me wherever I
Flashing pictures on my screen Shown too quickly to be seen Does not register in my conscious mind Propaganda of another kind They're Fucking with me
Father forgive me for I know not what I do I don't want to live, I don't know why I tried everything but I'll leave it up to you CHORUS I don't have
I'm not anti-society, society's anti-me And I'm not anti-religion, religion is anti-me And I'm not anti-tradition, tradition is anti-me And I'm not anti