When it's coming I'll be running You'll be doomed in ninth We are mining I am golden You're not finding what we're holding Something shiny How's it come to this? (How's it come to this?)
Caught in the light Like a sun to the ocean Born in the night In an orderly fashion It's all alright (Right) It's all alright (Oh baby, baby) It's all alright (Oh baby, baby)
Leave 'em out in the open Put it all on the line I need to catch more fish, baby I need to eat more rice It'll take some time Gonna take some time Gotta bide my time See the turning tide
I need to bide my time until I'm home again Fill these boots to feel my soul 'n' say Buy more drugs to feel that love again Kill them slow, they reap, I sow, amen (Ooh yeah)
Seven-hundred-thousand bumpkins On the transit line I am golden You were mining 'Til we said this line
These hands can heal These hands can heal These hands can heal Clean hands can heal These hands
Hear it coming Hear it coming Hear it coming 'round the bend
Caught in the light Like a sun to the ocean Born in the night In an orderly fashion It's all alright It's all alright It's all alright
Leave 'em out in the open Put it all on the line I need to catch more fish, baby I need to eat more rice It'll take some time Gonna take some time Gotta bide my time
See the turning tide See the turning tide See the turning tide See the turning tide See the turning tide
Ju-da-da-da-da dis Ju-da-da-da-da dis You can die, die like this Ju-da-da-da-da dis These hands
Compositores: Afolabi Oluka Yode Bankole (Kayus Bankole) (PRS), Alloysious Massaquoi (PRS), Graham Hastings (G) (PRS)Editor: Just Isnt Music Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #38211356 em 06/Mai/2024