Letras:
History Live

Baby here I am and I'm a man upon the scene I can give you what you want but you got to come home with me I got a whole lot of good old loving and I got

Wake up little Susie, wake up, wake up little Susie, wake up The movie wasn't so hot, it didn't have much of a plot We fell asleep, out goose is cooked

V. reid In africa, music is not an art form as much as it is a means of communication. A negro has got no name Quite often, the words of the song are

like a waterfall Pulling down your insincerities I erode 'til you're bedrock An in the fossils the inscription reads If you think you've made history

at dawn Tell me stories all your own And know me beter than any man before I'll take you down I still believe I'll take you down in history Sometimes

Tradução: Living Colour. Lección de Historia.

to hold on to, cling to, one we can?t forget Baby, this could be our last first kiss The thought of forever What if this was that moment That chance worth taking History

You Did) But In This Ever Changing World In Which We Live In Makes You Give In And Cry Say Live And Let Die Live And Let Die Live And Let Die Live

blind Reach over cotton fields; look past the jungles Post-cards from Wounded Knee and burning desert hells So long as you can sleep clear of your conscience Leave future history