Glen Phillips - The Next Day Lyrics
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The Next Day
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What Are The Lyrics For The Next Day By Glen Phillips?
They got my number down
They know how tight to twist One day they'll claim me 'til then I'll be here Tic-toc the hour goes Junk food, junk TV shows I can't remember One thing I took in Everyday, I promise (that) I will change, the next day New Years came And everybody took the same vow we get it, better start it now Awaken by degrees Information as disease The march of progress is Kicking me lifeless Good God, look at what we've lost Built on a holocaust Gave beads and blankets For what was priceless Everyday, I promise (that) I will change, the next day New Years came And everybody took the same vow we get it, better start it now Things are gonna change this time Things are gonna change Every empire has its day, then it fades Things are gonna change Things are gonna change How come it got so bad? The noblest experiment Maybe its all done We'll start a new one Everyday, I promise (that) I will change, the next day New Years came And everybody took the same vow we get it, better start it now Everyday, I promise (that) I will change, the next day New Years came And everybody took the same vow we get it, better start it now Better start it now Start the next day |
Who Wrote The Next Day By Glen Phillips?
Glen Phillips
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What's The Duration Of The The Next Day By Glen Phillips?The duration of The Next Day is 4:11 minutes and seconds. |
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