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Artist Bamboo
Song lyrics These Days from As The Music Plays album.

These days
I seem to find
A million reasons to sit around
and waste my mind
I know what's being said and that's all fine
You tell me to get a life
Do you understand the weight of that line?
take me for all I am

Coz I can find
My own way
Big date tonight
There's no tomorrow
So let's leave it on the line
Coz there's time
It's not too late
To change direction
Turn your head son
So let's leave it on the line

There's something within
That's telling me that I'm just playing it too cool
I could pretty much lose everything
I never had an apple
that tasted so... so sweet
Given the chance, the choice
Take me for all I am

Coz I can find
My own way
Big date tonight
There's no tomorrow
So let's leave it on the line
Coz there's time
It's not too late
To change direction
Turn your head son
So let's leave it on the line

Today...
I am free
Free to fly
Free to be what they tell me I cannot be
Happy birthday to me

Coz I can find
My own way
Big date tonight
There's no tomorrow
So let's leave it on the line
Coz there's time
It's not too late
To change direction
Turn your head son
So let's leave it on the line

Is this the light at the end?
Where the picture is clearer
the reception is warmer
Is this the light at the end?
You're looking lot better
we're happy too see ya
Is this the light at the end?
You got what you came for
you know where to find the door
Is this the light at the end?
Where the women are hot
but the beer's a lot colder
Is this the light at the end?
Yo momma's looking good
what she doing for dinner?
Is this the light at the end?
If yo momma's busy
does she have a younger sister?
Is this the light at the end?
You got what you came for
you know where to find the door
Is this the light at the end?

You know when I woke up
To beautiful morning
Till you showed up
Nauseous I was too see you
standing there in my presence
But it was all right
Coz I'm not about to fight
When this bird wants to sing
I'll SING

Gunpoint that suppose to scare me into submission
A slave to your will, fear, greed and ambition
But I'm not game...
I'm not game to your flame
There's no discussion
I will fight to the end... fighter


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