got a sense of urgency I've gotta make something happen No stone unturned Strangers don't hide The morning hunts you down But there's nothing stranger
stranger Than to love someone Strangers don't hide The morning hunts you down And there's nothing stranger Than to love someone Strangers don't hide Strangers
ve got a sense of urgency I've gotta make something happen No stone unturned Strangers don't hide The morning hunts you down But there's nothing stranger
In the dark night a giant slumbered untouched for centuries 'til awakened by a white man's cry: "This is the Eden I was to find." There were lands to
to live Killing yourself to live I'm telling you Believe in me Nobody else will tell you Open your eyes And see the lies, oh yeah You think I'm crazy
white or blue is brown The colors of my life are all different somehow Little boy blue's a big girl now So you think it's me who's strange But you've
things that you can't ever have And on all the promises that always end up point blank Sot between the eyes Point blank like little white lies you tell
Marigold right outside And warm white Cadillacs you can ride Nothin's gained if there's nothin' tried Say yes Don't say why Say why not What lies beyond
Truth is fiction And late is late Truth is fiction Truth is lies Strange things happen When worlds collide Strange things happen When worlds collide Strange things happen Strange things happen Strange
Sun Green started makin' waves On the day her grandpa died Speakin' out against anything Unjust or packed with lies She chained herself to a statue of
Make way here I come, I'm like a white boy punk rock KRS ONE. I'm droppin' droppin' science and I'm droppin' poetry, a mic and two speakers bringin' noise
strangers now? Like the Ziegfeld Gal and the Vaudeville show? Are we strangers now? Like rock and roll and the radio? Like rock and roll and radio All these white lies
white So even in a racist mind he's half right If you got a racist mind you'll be aight My president is black but his house is all white Rosa parks sat
get out, get out, get out" The situation sort of changed But what really makes matters strange is our foe is well disguised We don't know where our fate lies
wait on that welfare check and on all the pretty things tha That always end up point blank, shot between the eyes Point blank like little white lies
I'll burn a candle then I'm a town full of strangers of big time and lies I'm all sirens and love songs shot down in black and white I got fascination