could never know what it's likeYour blood, like a

When I look back, boy, I must have been greenBopping in

sound)Uh, uh, uhUh, uh, was justified when I

a calm surrender to the rush of dayWhen the

can see what's they don't have a fall

so they give you anythin'Darlin', all the joy money

could never know what it's likeYour blood like winter

1: Bright Light Bright wish we were leavingI wish

for the scapegoat leaving Reading JailRheumy eyes just pierced

abandon lifeDon't step awayDon't give up that tuneThat you

on Graduation...(TV Static)Did you feel like Jesus?Did you realizeThat you

Look down there...(SIMBA looks down into a pool of

a calm surrender to the rush of dayWhen the

Every story, tale or memoirEvery saga or romanceWhether true or fabricatedWhether

some things I don't have nowSome things I don't

you've been away cavortingMatters here have moved apaceNow I need

know nothing about me and care even lessHow could you

Matata ! Mais quelle phrase magnifique Matata ! Quel

1: Tahj Mowry, Orlando Brown, Anneliese van der Pol,

you want it, here it is, come and get