Lyrics

Hey hey hey hey Hey hey hey hey no The bus is riding, at the break of dawn We gotta go rock it Jokes and jiving to get rid of the blues We gotta survive it Waiting my life to come good Hey waiting my life to come Waiting my life to come good Hey waiting my life to come Waiting my life to come good Through the jungle we hear sound of souls We gotta get ... We're crossing truck loads if karanga wood We gotta get lined up Waiting my life to come good Hey waiting my life to come Waiting my life to come good Hey waiting my life to come Waiting my life to come good Hey waiting my life to come Waiting my life to come good Hey waiting my life to come I hear a sound That gives a sign to start They got the banks We got the loans They got the rights We got the needs They got the banks We got the loans They got the rights We got the needs Who care to fight Get paid to burn Be so brown And a few old trees ...unfinished...
Writer(s): Jerome Cotta, Paul Breslin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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