Brothers and sisters, find your way home Brothers and sisters, I feel so alone Brothers and sisters, don't you know Brothers and sisters... why I feel
the yellow brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home
Europe and everywhere else. Produced by Steve Schram, and recorded at Sing Sing Studios in the bands home town of Melbourne, this is an album which shows
I would not be here if ya'll had not paved the way for me/ We here doing our thang/ Cause way back in the day before I came of age, I watched the hustlas
yellow brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home
times And I still find new ways to recognize shine It's like light gets better with age The way a song sounds better on stage And rhyme books get better
fault I wished my mother would have told me the truth 'Cause now I'm all based out, ma dukes (Kid Capri) Oh man I like the way that's going down Now
can see me return I look for the priest to make me learn Will I remember the past? Make me return to the best! Do I remember a life? In the dark age
God, to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! There in my Father's home, safe and at rest, There in my Savior's love, perfectly blest; Age after age
comin' alive to the Master Gee The brother who rocks so viciously I said the age of one my life begun At the age of two I was doin' the do At the age
head In my head You'd never know it You'd never know it I went home in a jealous rage You were rolling on the glass in a younger age You know what'
in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home and so they quietly got out the car and followed her walking through the projects, the darkness
alone three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home and so they quietly got out the car and followed her walking through the projects, the darkness
armor bright, the merchant men Official moments of the guild In poses keen from bygone days The city fathers frozen there Upon the canvas dark with age
Will you get better (Will you get better) And then will you leave us (Will you leave us) How you mixed with the darkness At such a young age (Until in
" The wise woman takes the bone and points at me: Who am I to be? Not a single word trips from my lips so I start to dance Whilst the dark crone holds
safe The quasar is coming Ordered by my mind Spreading X-rays Making the system blind Astral rotation Turning the wrong way Solar collision Causing the end of this age
