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Postmen - The Morning After lyrics
Chorus Today is the day God bless The morning after I Must confess Them worry I Must be free Jump and rise Make I&I feel alright Today is the day God bless The morning after I Start progress No sorrow to provide Must be free Jump and rise ake I&I feel alright Yo, in the morning after the sun will rise, let us greet the day Some of them bad things fade away It will make a change, it will rise, live and listen You can not deny the high provide us in most of our visions Roots. Speak for the youth, make a wise turn Social Life firm is my expertise in general Look you might learn It once took silence, crooks and violence Now it's knowledge and guidance Vibing on the sound Postmen arriving, anticipate it's up to you In the morning after there is always a day before to make it through Run from disaster one day it will come Because there is one love, one aim, one God, for revolution Chorus I seize the day for better days like this, Early rise I can't effort to loose track so I Seize the day, for better days like this Greet the morning and give thanks to the sky so I Remind myself of days before No more suffering and pain for the poor And I remind myself of days not half as good as this one Move on. Chorus Greetings all earth-beings Flesh-eating or vegetable-chewing Thinking you are better off with potatoes or noodles Icebergs or sunbursts, Eskimos or Negroes Ain't we all God's children, cause Him see and know. Remember this day will bring joy Freedom and equality these little boys and girls must be free On the count of four hit me off And y all can sing along One billion, two billion, three billion, four billion men strong Chorus It goes (cause) back to the days of furnishing When pen and paper wrote Documents We had y'all listen to the most divine The greatest in time The beats couldn' t carry on rhyme Now it's glimpse in the dark The most original art Not even rims on your car couldn' t shine this hard Hit me off We can flont but it hurts my imago Changed cargo S80 Volvo Ride on the rhythm, the highest allies It's not the size that did them. But the vibes that drivin' The music, how we use it, I produced it Can not refuse it Countless attempts of tackling my camp Still it's E, S.D., Uniq and Postmen Out of millions have we been chosen Love nobody knows when Postmen begins to judge. |
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