Once in a while I feel afraid things won't work out right Once in a while I lose my desire to stand up for the fight Did you notice that When we were
Vertimas: Vadovaujantis Balsai. Kartais.
seen love - in a burning haze Don't you tell me I squandered this precious life For much too long I listened to your insidious voice Deafened by fear, blinded by
for the scraps and blame the poor All the while our future is bought and paid for Who manipulates the economy? And so the story goes Don't let your mind be guided by
a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
the First Christmas! Now suppose you make believe this is many, many years ago, A long time before you were born! You're standing on a hillside, near a
Iron Phalanx in entertaining these latecomers while I prepare a reception worthy of their audacity! [The Sorcerer:] By your command, o' luminous Imperial majesty! At once
for the scraps and blame the poor. All the while our future is bought and paid for. Who manipulates the economy? And so the story goes. Don't let your mind be guided by
once felt the sky In a shadow of a heart gone cold he pauses and waits for a sign while sadness and fate pass him by Through the darkness a voice cries
slide to a Sly & Robbie instrumental And also as an indicental The music to which vocals you know I have done Produced by (KRS-One) One tribe, one guide
