Madness - Grey Day [Madstock 1992] Lyrics
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Grey Day [Madstock 1992]
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What Are The Lyrics For Grey Day [Madstock 1992] By Madness?
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. |
Who Wrote Grey Day [Madstock 1992] By Madness?
Cathal Joseph Smyth, Christopher John Foreman, Daniel Mark Woodgate, Graham Mcpherson, Lee Jay Thompson, Mark William Bedford, Michael Barson
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What's The Duration Of The Grey Day [Madstock 1992] By Madness?The duration of Grey Day [Madstock 1992] is 5:15 minutes and seconds. |
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