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| The Alarm Miscellaneous Father To Son (One, two, three, four) My father said "Son, now my life's work is done There's a future for you, there's a job to be done Stop fighting the system 'cause the system won't break Get your hair cut boy and learn from my mistakes" Now I said to my father "Father give me a break There's a million more chances that I'm bom to take I don't want to die like I saw you die In a dead end job in a dead end way" How many years must I waste in these black times How many years must I waste Today I can't find nothing nowhere Tomorrow I might find something somewhere Give me a future now I need it so badly now Oh For tomorrow "These are times of recession" father said unto me "Don't you leave now my son, you'll break our family" I said, "I've got ideas that I cannot deny If I stay I'll be killed by the dreams on my mind." How many years must I waste in these black times How many years must I waste Today I can't find nothing nowhere Tomorrow I might find something somewhere Give me a future now I need it so badly now Oh for tomorrow I see the signs of black times everywhere I run I can't can't escape them No matter how hard I try I see these signs of black time everywhere I run I can't stand another day I gotta move away I gotta move away Today I can't find nothing nowhere Tomorrow I might find something somewhere Give me a future now I need it so badly now Oh for tomorrow Oh for tomorrow |
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