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Just thoughts of someone who looks at the world in his own way. Not meant to influence or enforce his ideas on anyone. Please read and enjoy. Life is for living
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
Walked from the lobby,
Fell to the floor,
Bang, bang the gun is exploding,
Bang, bang, it’s happening once more,
Sat in a car crash,
She’s dressed in pink,
Laid in a cargo hold,
When the man gave his wink,
Bang, Bang
No other reason,
No other way,
No other reason,
Just another day,
Bang, bang
The man’s speaking Latin,
The man thinks he’s brave,
Too long for the bed, he’s been put in,
No longer a man of slaves,
Looking into the heart of Memphis,
Bang, Bang don’t look away,
Dream of children’s freedom
Knew he wouldn’t see the day,
CHORUS
Daddy’s just been a planning,
Daddies gonna stay,
Don’t read the book of the deluded,
That hides on a cold winters day,
Bang, bang, he’s not leaving,
He doesn’t care what they say,
He’s standing in front of his family,
When they came and took him away,
CHORUS
Bang, Bang
Funny hats,
Shiny shoes,
Smiling faces,
Teacher dressed in a Santa suit,
Christmas came to school today,
Christmas came for a day,
Christmas came to school today,
All the troubles stayed away,
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year,
Children singing, Teachers cheer,
No classes, let’s celebrate,
Forgiveness to those who hate,
CHORUS
A different culture,
A different time,
Everyone came together,
Everyone stood in line,
CHORUS
Tinsel red and Tinsel gold,
Sun is shinning,
No need for coats,
Happy faces from the candy store,
Holding out hands for more,
CHORUS
Funny hats,
Shiny shoes,
Smiling faces,
Teacher dressed in a Santa suit,
CHORUS
The Christmas bells are ringing,
I ask, what are they ringing for?
There’s no peace we can speak of,
Only hate and war,
The mistletoe is hanging,
I ask who wants to kiss?
When a handshake can cause trouble,
And a kind word causes grief,
Christmas: ain’t what it used be,
Christmas: ain’t for peace,
Christmas: ain’t what it used be,
Christmas: ain’t for families,
The tree is left standing,
I ask, what is it standing for,
The presents that lay under,
Don’t mean what they meant before,
The cards upon the mantle,
I ask, who are they written by,
When the only fires that burn under,
Are the ones for who have died,
CHORUS
The food that is upon the table,
I ask, who will stop to eat?
There are those who will go hungry,
Unless there’s another record for charity,