In a manger like Christ I lay Yellow fever, yellow hay Feel the rhythm, sweetest sound Making, breaking sacred ground I`d give you a piece of my love for free But whatever I say you`ll never see Acquire a taste for a different sound Make or break it this side of town
Life will never be the same In Port-Royal town, I hear it coming The shaking of the ground They`re stealing in the day In Port-Royal town, the children are running
Ever strange the lives we lead So detached from the things we need Signs of greed in everyone Instant eviction and the blood on a gun Just when you think you`ve found it Spinning world I want to spiN around it What is wrong? This pain won`t peel The fibres of my life won`t heal
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