i sogni di altri sognatori il giorno esplode la sua festa che e stare in pace con il mondo e farsi largo galleggiando il conformista il conformista.
[Originally performed by Black Sabbath] [Original title - "Under The Sun , Every Day Comes And Goes"] Well I don't want no demon to tell me what it's
Under the sun more than just a sun a shinin' Under the sun people young and love a findin' Under the sun more than just a sun a shinin' my heart is shinin
Well, I don't want no Jesus freak to Tell me what it's all about No black magician telling me To cut my soul out Don't believe in violence I don't even
I started to think of what I've done with my hands Worked hard and suffered for nothing but emptiness Want to cry to die under the sun that's why Wisdom
[Timbaland] Yau [echo 2x Yau] They still won't give me my props Now I'm pissed off Y'all will see the other side of me Come on Like this I'm thinking
[Hook: Bryan Adams - "Brothers Under The Sun" Sample] I had a dream - of the wide open prairie I had a dream - of the pale morning sky And we were the
Hanging out some Underneath European sun Hanging out under your thumb Under it, second to none Well, I don't mind about taking it slow I'm perfectly
"Sell a mirage," says The Voice of The Cunning Button down, yes-men, market it well "Sell a mirage and the hordes come running" Cheap grace rains like
Sun is shinin' And the waters much to low Fire across America Where the hell you think we'll go A drop of rain is good for everything But the needle'
Well I don't want no Jesus freak to tell me what it's all about No black magician telling me to cut my soul out Don't believe in violence, I don't even
[Black Sabbath cover] I don't want no Jesus freak to tell me what it's about No black magician telling me to get my soul out Don't believe in violence
You can find it anywhere, under the sun You can find it in your heart if you look hard You can know your way around and be lonely You can tear us all
Contradiction is the word which best suits this life A life of right and wrong, where wrong is twisted into right (Romans 1:18) The heart is exploding
Paralyzed alone and frightened Laying low so you won't be sighted City beast is out there prowling Something out there wishes you death Faint sounds in
Invalid at last smothers the working class Nihilist to be turns the scrape into a gash Walking tall and ignorant, this man is now a militant Deceiving
Grace, pride, tell me what's your name? Crippled will with tomorrows pill 'Cause I feel no pain and I can't remember Whose to blame This is not my home