Lenny Kravitz - Does anybody out there even care
Tekst :
The dream is lostDon t let it slip away
Or bloody days won t be far away
Cause when there s no more sun
There s no where you can run
Does anybody know how many lives we ve lost
Can anybody ever pay the cost
What will it take for us to join in peace my friends
Does anybody out there even care
Wake up world before it s too late
It s time for love to conquer hate
And when the battle s won
We all can live as one
Does anybody know how many lives we ve lost
Can anybody ever pay the cost
What will it take for us to join in peace my friends
Does anybody out there even care
Hey
Riots in the streets,
Men dressed in white sheets
Is that what we want
Oh a little boy hanging from a tree
And a burning cross
If we can learn that we re one we can overcome
Before this takes us all
We d better catch ourselves before we fall
Does anybody know how many lives we ve lost
Yeah hey hey hey
Can anybody ever pay the cost
What will it take for us to join in peace my friends
Does anybody out there even care
Does anybody out there even care
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Die for you
A Hundred Numbers On My Wall
Some With Names I Sometimes Call
I Drop a Coin and Watch It Fall
Tryin to Get Connected to You
A Thousand Hours All Alone
My Softest Pillow Turns Hard As Stone
This Is the Longest Night On My Own
Lying Here Thinking of You
Sometimes I Shake My Head
And Laugh...
Some With Names I Sometimes Call
I Drop a Coin and Watch It Fall
Tryin to Get Connected to You
A Thousand Hours All Alone
My Softest Pillow Turns Hard As Stone
This Is the Longest Night On My Own
Lying Here Thinking of You
Sometimes I Shake My Head
And Laugh...
Somebody
I need a lady, not somebody shady,
Need someone to be close to.
Somebody cozy not somebody nosy,
Help me see my whole day through.
Someone to share the load,
Somebody to walk the road I live on.
Live on!
Good Lord...
Need someone to be close to.
Somebody cozy not somebody nosy,
Help me see my whole day through.
Someone to share the load,
Somebody to walk the road I live on.
Live on!
Good Lord...
History lesson
In Africa, music is not an art form as much as it is a means of communication.
A Negro has got no name
Quite often, the words of the song are meaningless.
A Negro has got no name
We are wearing the name of our master...
A Negro has got no name
Quite often, the words of the song are meaningless.
A Negro has got no name
We are wearing the name of our master...
Cagey cretins
Ooo cagey - what you got?
What you got there dummy?
What you got there man?
Ooo cagey - what you got?
What you got there honey?
What is it, a worm?
Dumb clouds are raging
Stupid clouds at my door
Creepy weather...
What you got there dummy?
What you got there man?
Ooo cagey - what you got?
What you got there honey?
What is it, a worm?
Dumb clouds are raging
Stupid clouds at my door
Creepy weather...
Vivendo uma vida morta
O meu celular toca e eu já não atendo mais
Eu tranco as portas
Eu não quero mais
Eu ando um pouco mais do que de costume
Eu vou pelo lado oposto do mundo para não te encontrar
Eu não quero te atender
Não me liga mais
já tá na hora de desligar
Eu tô...
Eu tranco as portas
Eu não quero mais
Eu ando um pouco mais do que de costume
Eu vou pelo lado oposto do mundo para não te encontrar
Eu não quero te atender
Não me liga mais
já tá na hora de desligar
Eu tô...