Postmen
Postmen - fever lyrics
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They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise The only thing next to meet is the grim reaper While your life is terrorised by the late fever They paralize ya by legalising the reefer I know cuz my nose got the sense of a golden retriever But trial is on the disbeliever The highest bidder We got the cure blowing out ya transmitter Politics, music it `s all the same but the Post not to blame for all sorrow and pain Campaign, cuz we reign let`s get the The kabinet changed Keep ya to ear To it music and we do it again Don't let a fever ruin your plan. The future is at hand Don't feel accused, but you been used in many attempts They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise Everybody likes more freedom and more welfare More shares of the pot that feeds'em We talk sense if it ain't teaching We got demands from a nation that´s starving and dying to get a chance Where's you heart at take part of a dream starting Increased violence in the luxury life supported Allready thought it would lead the way the finger points to Cuz they're the ones that really you. Men the air you breath only temporary No money can’t compete Against the value of life we all know we need Squeze the fever out of breathers to lust for greed Lifes a breaze can’t seem to live comfortably Global politickin judging us scarfully Plus the streets never really took care of we Packin heat as means to live carefully Reality fever They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise Young life insecure not sure about wrong or right what is it that makes u fight and why live it we know it ain't not permitted but it does in the streets where there's rules and they not to keep opposite things a state of mind poverty brings. we tell you about jobs and the value of market it in put a target on print for the bombartment generals marched in roll out the red carpet there's control by the fever at the bank, it runs where the money goes everybody love it that's how grows pullin plugs on a mind that is easily bugged They get you drugged, get you what? They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise They come and ask you for your life Men it’s a fever Let love abide and joy will rise