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Teksty: The Flys. Blue Life.

i walk the streets at night
and stumbled 'cross two friends of mine
i see their faces stained by in the coffee grinds
black liiiiiifeeee
cant i now defy you
in this black life
black knife stabs me in the back
i reaaalizeeee


i sense their coming to me everyday most all the time
i feel the predator he knows my name by now allright
god knows i've taken all that I can stomach up to now

but from the corner of my eye i dreeam about
i want a blueeeee liiiiiiife
basking in the light
i want a blue skyyyyyyyy
oh not a cloud in sight
want a bluuee liiiiiiife
no need for me to hide
from this black liiiiiiiiight
do you hear me noooooow


(gotta turn around)


i still I stand here unemployed and overqualified
keeper of the king the strychnine in the troughs tonight
black life
cant i now defy yooou in this black life
black knife stabs me in the back
i reaaalizeee


i sense their coming to me everyday most all the time
i feel the predator he knows my name by now allright

god knows i've taken all tat I can stomach up to now
but from the corner of my eye
i dreeam about
i want a blueeeee lifeeeee
basking in the light
i want a bluuue skyyyyyyyy
oh not a cloud in sight
want a bluuee liiiiiiife
no need for me to hide
from this black liiiiiiiiiiiight
do you hear me nooow


i want a blueeeee liiiiiiiiiiiife
basking in the light
i want a blue skyyyyyyyyyyy
ooooh not a cloud in sight
want a bluuee life
from this black liiiiiiiiiiiife
do you hear me nooooow


i feel a bueeelue lifeeee
bluee liiiiife
i want a bluuuue lifeee
blue life
i want a bluuuuue liiiifeee
i want a bluuuueeee llliiiiiiiiiiifeeeeeeeee
i want a bluuuuuue liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiifeee






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