me Everyone's my friend They pretend So sad, so sad They see I am happy With my lady They're not satisfied All their feelings died Something in this city
. Honeysuckle smells just like sweet perfume, Old dogs lying over by the door, Watermelon rhine Mama puts up in a jar, And the city folks, they call
People in the city P E O P L E C I T Y People in the city P E O P L E C I T Y People in the city On the sidewalk People in the city Near the street lamp People in the city At the bus stop People in the city
I can hear my train comin' It's a lonesome and distant cry I can hear my train comin' Now I'm runnin' for my life What makes a man Walk away from his
I see the state of the world and it grieves me I hear the cries of the broken of the rich and poor Smell the fear of disease all around me now I feel
Virgin Islands, we deh here, peace sign inna the air, (right about now) V.I a war zone, I need a call please, the cops a crooked home, oh father help
City people down the street Dressed in black, dressed in black And foreheads weep under the burning sun Smiles rising as they come out Foreheads weep
Let there be light where there was darkness, Let there be love where there was hate, Even in the terrors of the night, Sooner or later, comes the day
By umberto tozzi As sung by howard jones I've never been more lonely. The night is closing in. I wish for monday morning and the people of the town to
I'm staying home this evening And playing my guitar And all the time I'm strumming I'm wondering where you are Oh yes, I know it's over I know I shouldn
's just one mind and the unknown Less cities, more moving people Rushing out with pride Less cities, more moving people Who just forgot their lives Less cities
She said, "You're a boy and I am a women" And that was all she said You love me and I need you She put it in my head, in my head She put it in my head
I can hear my train comin' It's a lonesome and distant cry I can hear my train comin' Now I'm runnin' for my life What makes a man walk away from his
world You've been unkind To an un-city girl From the stone walls you grew, so I'm not blaming you But look what the city - Just look how the city Has
World on the street, I'm driving alone And they called my name Have all that it takes so catch my flow If every day is the same I'm giving my love like
I got rhythm... People People who got rhythm Are the luckiest people In the world
they give me hope and such delight. The chorus, the chimes, of the night; drip down my face, and cleanse my sight. The Earth is fresh, the city is gone
I've never been more lonely. The night is closing in. I wish for Monday morning and the people of the town to heal me, Opening themselves Like flowers