I remember all the early daysTrying to think of the right things to sayI didn't want you to think I was like the restWho think they own you just because you've laid with themIt did...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
I was half in mind I was half in needAnd as the rain came down I dropped to my knees and I prayed I said "oh Heavenly thing please cleanse my soulI've seen all on offer and I'm not...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
No peace for the wicked, only war on the poorThey're batting on pickets, trying to even the scoreIt's all inclusive, the dirt comes freeAnd you can be all that you want to beOh an ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
I remember all the early daysTrying to think of the right things to sayI didn't want you to think I was like the restWho think they own you just because you've laid with themIt did...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
Your hair hangs in golden stepsYou're a bonafide in every respectYou are walking through streets that mean nothing to youYou believe you're above it and I don't really blame youMay...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeahBrothers, sisters, one day we'll all be freeFrom fighting, violence, people crying in the streetWhen the angels from aboveFall down and spread their wings ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
I remember all the early daysTrying to think of the right things to sayI didn't want you to think I was like the restWho think they own you just because you've laid with themIt did...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
Daylight turns to moonlight, and I'm at my bestPraising the way it all works, gazing upon the restThe cool before the warmThe calm after the stormI wish to stay forever, letting th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
From the playground to the wastegroundHope ends at 17 -Sweeping floors and filling shelvesForced into government schemes -11 years spent to dig out ditches,Forget your schoolday dr...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council
Your hair hangs in golden stepsYou're a bonafide in every respectYou are walking through streets that mean nothing to youYou believe you're above it and I don't really blame youMay...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Style Council