cry They don't know what they're doin' to me Keepin' me from flyin' That's why I say that I know Why the caged bird sings Only joy comes from song She
It's the bird, it must have been the bird Disgusting critter, it must We should have known better then to trust This disease infested ball of lust and
caged tigers fly by, fly by So the answer gets harder and harder And the truth's getting farther and farther And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin' Seven caged
Lord we glorify You And we lift You up serving you oh Lord is a privilege I'm gonna lift you up... [repeat] [Solo] From the rising of the sun [group]
him [Verse:] Clap your hands all ye people, shout unto the lord with praise Sing unto the lord a new song, shout unto the lord with praise Sing unto
They don't know what they're doin' to me Keeping me from flyin' That's why I say that I know why the caged bird sings Only joy comes from song She's so
Lord we glorify You And we lift You up serving you oh Lord is a privilege I'm gonna lift you up... [repeat] [Solo] From the rising of the sun [group
: Now that I?ve read your pages I can see a lot of you in me We both live in our cages And some unfortunate?s got the key Answers please Do they lie
to long for another's hand? There's a feeling inside me that somethings leaving. Like someone stealing salt from sea. Left me sinking and left me thinking how to keep you caged
: Esmeralda : Les oiseaux qu'on met en cage Peuvent-ils encore voler ? Les enfants que l'on outrage Peuvent-ils encore aimer ? J'etais comme une hirondelle
Clean the politician, wash him with everpure So the answer gets harder, harder And the truth's getting farther and farther And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin' Seven caged
' Clean the politician, wash him with everpure So the answer gets harder, harder And the truth's getting farther and farther And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin' Seven caged
parking lots and markets I can't help it, I love you like a starfish Loves the salty water, like a selfish daughter Yet I wrote the words to the swan song
the block Niggaz starvin', they got appetites, ayy And this is everyday, it never gets old Thought I was a juvenile stuck to the G-code This ain't a rap song
baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, proper heavenly father, you know the song, bitch Thug
