Letras:
Men At Work Still Life

this well laid plan This corridor seems to stretch for years ahead But patient hearts cannot match times steady tread Is this the threshold of a fantasy? Is there still life at

this well laid plan This corridor seems to stretch for years ahead But patient hearts cannot match times steady tread Is this the threshold of a fantasy? Is there still life at

this well laid plan This corridor seems to stretch for years ahead But patient hearts cannot match times steady tread Is this the threshold of a fantasy? Is there still life at

this well laid plan This corridor seems to stretch for years ahead But patient hearts cannot match times steady tread Is this the threshold of a fantasy? Is there still life at

it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, heyyy) [Verse Two: 2Pac] I wake up early in the mornin, at the crack of dawn Nigga still tired

for the working day to end Then I get home so wasted, worn out I curse at you and tell you How I've done the work of ten to fifteen men How I've struggled

my only vice Reckless life I lead a reckless life I lead a reckless life And you know it's my only... Reckless life I lead a reckless life I lead a reckless

place of me I felt lost at sea So I just kept it simple Took it one day at a time Followed the foot-steps Of the men who came before me in my life We

: (Lee Greenwood) If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life, And I had to start again with just my children and my wife. I'd