Dog Day Sunrise Every day of my life I′m working on a scheme Working overtime underground Girls work under floors The failures tend the moors But once the seem is cut They find out what is learned
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Drag your feet through hollow streets Drag your feet through hollow streets Drag your feet through hollow streets Drag your feet through hollow streets
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Valentine has shining eyes Valentine has shining eyes My valentine has shining eyes Valentine has shining eyes
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Valentine has shining eyes Valentine has shining eyes My valentine has shining eyes Valentine has shining eyes
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It’s another tequila sunrise Starin’ slowly ’cross the sky, said goodbye He was just a hired hand Workin’ on the dreams he planned to try The days go by
Every night when the sun goes down Just another lonely boy in town And she’s out runnin’ ’round
She wasn’t just another woman And I couldn’t keep from comin’ on It’s been so long Oh, and it’s a hollow feelin’ when It comes down to dealin’ friends It never ends
Take another shot of courage Wonder why the right words never come You just get numb It’s another tequila sunrise,this old world Still looks the same, Another frame, mm...
Full of despair inside a darkness Self conscious and scared, held prisoner of war Running out of air, buried in a sadness Want a way out of this paralyzing world And the sound of the cries when a family′s loved one dies It echoes through a vacant room where a young soul still resides
When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it′s like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise. (Woah. Woah. Woah) You can make it to the sunrise. (Woah. Woah. Woah.)
Searching for a way to escape the madness A dire need for change as we fight for better days The hurt and the pain cut deep like a razor blade Holding in a cry for love, abandoned and afraid
When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it′s like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise (Woah. Woah. Woah) You can make it to the sunrise (Woah. Woah. Woah.)
I won′t go to my grave until a difference is made I won′t go to my grave until a difference is made (Until a difference is made)
When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows what it′s like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise (Woah. Woah. Woah) You can make it to the sunrise (Woah. Woah. Woah.)
I won′t go to my grave until a difference is made (Until a difference is made) Until a difference is made
(From time to time, there arise among human beings, people, who seem to exude love, as naturally as the sun gives out heat.)