Air Supply - We The People Lyrics

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We The People

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What Are The Lyrics For We The People By Air Supply?
All the people in the world
Distant voices to be heard Sacred rhythm shall make you free Dance together, unity From creation, the mask of God Inspiration is all we've got Hidden knowledge, can't get enough, Taking chances, making love Face to face with the moment of truth, All those little white lies We the people, we the people decide We the people, shedding skin Age of reason lies within Explanation, the club of Rome Meditation, and staying home Moving forward, the chosen few Teach your children what is new Band the table, beat the drum New messiah, overcome Face to face with the moment of truth, All those little white lies We the people, we the people decide We the people, we the people decide All the people in the world Distant voices to be heard Sacred rhythm shall make you free Dance together, unity Face to face with the moment of truth, All those little white lies We the people, we the people decide We the people, we the people decide Face to face with the moment of truth, All those little white lies We the people, we the people decide We the people, we the people decide We the people, we the people decide We the people, we the people decide |
Who Wrote We The People By Air Supply?
G. Russell, M. Williams
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What's The Duration Of The We The People By Air Supply?The duration of We The People is 3:42 minutes and seconds. |
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