Besedila: Stereophonics. Just Enough Education To Perform. Lying In The Sun.

I wish I could lie in the sun,
The same things as anyone,
I wish I could lie down there,
With my feet high in the air,

I'd have a drink in my hand,
Read words from a newspaper stand,
I wish I could lie in the sun,
Wish I could fly like everyone,

Same things as anyone,
Same things as anyone,

But you burn me up, you paint my skin,
In bad designs, that aint even in,

My skin's crawling up the wall,
Into the ocean I'd love to fall,
I hear the sounds but they ain't the same,
As feeling them with you, two feet away,

There's always more worse off than me,
Suppose I'm lucky I can even see,
All the people that I'd like to be,
Passing me by everyday in the street,

Same things as anyone,
Same things as anyone,

But you burn me up, you paint my skin,
In bad designs, that aint even in,
I got good lungs, I've got a good heart,
My mind is fit and my feet can walk,

And here I am in the shade on the street,
Asking people for money to eat,
What did I ever do to deserve this?
Did I kill a child or something worse?

Same things as anyone,
Whats the reason, maybe make you feel,
How much more fortunate you are than me

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