Minstrel Of The Dawn
Ooh Child things are going to get easier
Ooh Child things it's get brighter
Better Days x 4
Keep your head up
Better Days x 4
Keep your head up
She grew up in Brooklyn the Eastside and fulton street
Never knew father
He got shot hustling
She stated acting much older
Her mother couldn't control her
Losing direction
Started sex'n-no protection
And now she's expecting
A life she wasn't ready for
She*s feeling rejected
And her futures unsure
And if you want
Run out there on your own
Don*t give up sunshine
There will be better
Ooh Child things it's get brighter
Better Days x 4
Keep your head up
Better Days x 4
Keep your head up
She grew up in Brooklyn the Eastside and fulton street
Never knew father
He got shot hustling
She stated acting much older
Her mother couldn't control her
Losing direction
Started sex'n-no protection
And now she's expecting
A life she wasn't ready for
She*s feeling rejected
And her futures unsure
And if you want
Run out there on your own
Don*t give up sunshine
There will be better
A Rã
Hoje é o dia do santo reis
Anda meio esquecido mas é o dia
Da festa do santo reis
Ele chegam tocando
Pandeiro e violão
Os pandeiros de fita
Carregam sempre na mão
Eles vão levando
Levando o que pode
Se deixar com eles
Eles levam até os bodes
É os bodes da gente
É os bodes da gente, né