Paroles de Shades Of Green
I came upon a brawl last night, in the streets at 3 AM.Someone said it was as simple as black and white.
I ran into a neighborhood where poverty prevailed,
But I found love and a smile and a child.
Well he didn't really know what he was getting into,
Didn't really care either.
Guess who's wearing headgear like mine?
[CHORUS]
These shades of mine, they make everything green,
And I do believe I like it.
These shades of mine, they make everything red,
And red's my favorite color.
I could see a run-down old shack, and inside's a family setting up a (?)plan(?) -
"No troubled youth comes from here. Perpetual light shines upon them."
A wide open field on the edge of the dawn glistens with the drops of Mother Nature,
Aimlessly scattered by a troll, who spent the nighttime in a frenzy.
Too bad in the middle of it all's that rundown shack,
But to me with my shades, it looks like a mansion on a hill.
[CHORUS]
Somedays, I wake up just a little too depressed to deal with the everyday chores -
Like keeping my head up above the line, and trying to keep yours up too.
Lord, I try, but sometimes, you don't (?)help(?).
And the trees and ???? are passing by,
Flowers have withered and turned to dust.
My heart, so content, has begun to digress,
And I fear that I'll never see green again...
[CHORUS]
These shades of mine, they make everything green,
And I do believe I like it.
These shades of mine, they make everything red,
And red's my favorite color.
I could see a run-down old shack, and inside's a family setting up a (?)plan(?) -
"No troubled youth comes from here. Perpetual light shines upon them."
A wide open field on the edge of the dawn glistens with the drops of Mother Nature,
Aimlessly scattered by a troll, who spent the nighttime in a frenzy.
Too bad in the middle of it all's that rundown shack,
But to me with my shades, it looks like a mansion on a hill.
[CHORUS]
Somedays, I wake up just a little too depressed to deal with the everyday chores -
Like keeping my head up above the line, and trying to keep yours up too.
Lord, I try, but sometimes, you don't (?)help(?).
And the trees and ???? are passing by,
Flowers have withered and turned to dust.
My heart, so content, has begun to digress,
And I fear that I'll never see green again...
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