When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.
It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see.
In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day.
After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me?
In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day.
In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day.
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Cathal Joseph Patrick Smyth (Smyth Charles) (PPL - I), Christopher John Foreman (Chrissy Boy) (PPL - I), Daniel Mark Woodgate (Woody) (PPL - I), Graham Mcpherson (Suggs) (PPL - I), Lee Jay Thompson (El Thommo) (PPL - I), Mark William Bedford (Bedders) (PPL - I), Michael Barson (Monsieur Barso) (IRR)Publicado em 1981ECAD verificado fonograma #2957537 em 25/Out/2024