Exit (The)
The Sun Will Rise In Queens
There's a hundred and forty-three ways to go about it There a hundred and forty-three ways to talk yourself out of it And if you're lost, need some help I've got good directions But when you know where you're going Come stand in my section Come On.... Come On.... Just because you win, it doesn't mean you're winning Just because you live, it doesn't me you're living So Come On, Come On, Come On with me Please don't lose sight of the bigger picture You must remember it was written in the scriptures So Come on with me, Come on and see Los Angeles is a lonely town, When you're lost you know you can't get found Walkin' around with a sad look on your face, I don't like to think about it My head starts to ache New York City you better have your shit together, You can't act a fool walkin' around in the stormy weather
From Letras Mania