Try to pretend that everyone's not dying here. See this youth that's draining out and drying up. The color fades. We decay and turn away. Won't you try
him on his board at night A silouette on water as the sun dips outta sight He's still surfin' (Still surfin') He's still surfin' (Still surfin') You
Try to pretend that everyone?s not dying here. See this youth that?s draining out and drying up. The color fades. We decay and turn away. Won?t you try
still survived by gigs and scenes And for Bob and they boys Down in Washington square I miss you all, I just wish you were here I got stuck in paradise
friends Some may see the changes So, few see the ends The pleasures of the harbor Have come to you at last You may not be marching anymore But the parade's still
Hooray, hooray Here comes the parade Someday, someday I'll spit these thoughts out Before they stain me Finally, they're here for me I've been waiting
I sit on the edge I'm scared to look down I look away for a second And I see you shut ourselves in And are you aware There's a rift between us? I can
Good times and bum times, I've seen them all and, my dear, I'm still here! Gold statue sometimes, Sometimes a kick-in-the-rear, but I'm here Now one
moment's finally here Time's racing, please slow down I've gotta find my way out I'm hopeless but hoping my lungs won't fail me now 'Cause I'm still
Hawaii, U.S.A., Hawaii, U.S.A. We're flyin', comin' your way Aloha, Hawaii, U.S.A. Gee, it's great, to be in that fiftieth state The land of enchanted
After all wars We lie, as shelter falls The world is but Hell A place darkened out by time Submit to the fall Live in peace for years Turn back the hands
friends Some may see the changes So few see the ends The pleasures of the harbor Have come to you at last You may not be marching anymore But the parade's still
paradise, road to paradise Inside you feel the fire blazing Outside you are so amazing Take a breath and soak in all the sides Danger and fear are gonna test you Still
BK is from Texas Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard, and I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping
View a sky without any blue Breakfast on incandescent, built to chew Dream to find another world Where a cyborg can love and a cyber girl is still a queen
I gotta stay I'm with 'Ye at the Macy Day parade Letting the snow fall on my aviator shades Even though I'm in New York I'm still repping for the A
, in the city of love And I walked with the troubadours And flew with the doves, in the city of love In the garden of paradise, I heard a voice sing I can still
from the cage Is the one they cannot kill 'Cause we can be Yes, we can be We can be children of paradise Children of paradise Children of paradise Children of paradise
