I was only a little boy when I heard the call Like a voice in the wilderness, that calls to us all So I took to the gypsy life, in the city of love And
forever The hood that I seein', it won't get no betta Until Armageddon goes down, it's not a legend It's kinda hard to view paradise But if you just
Whenever dark has fallen You know the spirit of the party starts to come alive Until the day is dawning You can throw out all the blues and hit the city
The sang about love to St. Luicia On the day the Saint was born They had a parade, they had a party People staying up till the dawn The people sang loud
me tight and kiss me Small Paradise Kiss me Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise Small Paradise
no particular sign I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your kiss Yes, oh, I think I wanna dance, uh Gotta, gotta, oh Little Girl Wendy's Parade
Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your kiss Yes, oh I think I wanna dance Gotta, gotta Little girl Wendy's parade
only friend Well, they said she died easy of a broken heart disease As I listened through the cemetery trees I've seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
hearts are so warm A country band playin' down the street just a little ways They're whiskey wild, they keep it up until dawn CHORUS Small paradise I
it apart but I did not respond (Mona Lisa) And you ask me what I'm thinking of In the morning I'll be gone, no more loving after dawn (After dawn) No
pushed back the seconds oozing from the clock Now the letters I wrote Frankie returned unread The word leaked out, I'd be better off dead But in the crimson dawn
no particular sign, I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your kiss Yes oh, I think I wanna dance, uh, gotta, gotta, oh Little Girl Wendy's Parade
to her "In the silence of an eye, I shall smile and arise, and see someone I used to know sleeping; in her room in her bed in her body I was in Paradise
taste that way some times. It depends on the angle On how you read your lines. For every brick we stack to come together to build There's a sick little
Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
and at dawn it's on to kill the light of day you taunt the fraying fabric of a brain that if twists a little more you'll find demise as hatred has its
mind Parades go by So many beautiful parades go by Leave me behind The days goes by (Goes by) Parades go by And I don't mind Parades go by (Parades go by) Parades
Sing news with passion of the pistol Sing news of the warning by the whistle A night so dark in the waning A dawn obscured by slight sky raining Five
