Letras:Amel Larrieux. Morning. Magic.

we're thoroughly spent
them bills are stacked up
the budgets bent
and our credits jacked-up
people can't take it
they straight settin' fires
not tryin to make no trouble
just wanna get hired

the stress level's high
and the moral's low
and when it's lookin' like it's about to blow
your mind to the moon
stop what you're doin'
tap into your...

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magic
feels good soon as you add it
if you forget you had it
well, it's right where you at kid
reach into you and drag it out
i'm talkin' bout that magic
however you can, you must grab it
jump, , sit, sing, laugh it's
magic

were we just born to work
rather born to live
still paying for your education
when your sixty-six
mothers feel pressure to choose
fathers don't see their kids
lovers can't remember
the last time they kissed

the stress level's high
and the moral's low
and when it's lookin' like you're about to blow
your mind to the moon
stop what you're doin'
tap into your

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