Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Morning After, artist - PostmenDate of issue: 22.02.2001
Song language: English
The Morning After |
| Today is the day God bless |
| The morning after I |
| Must confess |
| Them worry I |
| Must be free |
| Jump and rise |
| Make I&I feel alright |
| Today is the day God bless |
| The morning after I |
| Start progress |
| No sorrow to provide |
| Must be free |
| Jump and rise |
| Ake I&I feel alright |
| Yo, in the morning after the sun will rise, let us greet the day |
| Some of them bad things fade away |
| It will make a change, it will rise, live and listen |
| You can not deny the high provide us in most of our visions |
| Roots |
| Speak for the youth, make a wise turn |
| Social Life firm is my expertise in general |
| Look you might learn |
| It once took silence, crooks and violence |
| Now it’s knowledge and guidance |
| Vibing on the sound |
| Postmen arriving, anticipate it’s up to you |
| In the morning after there is always a day before to make it through |
| Run from disaster one day it will come |
| Because there is one love, one aim, one God, for revolution |
| I seize the day for better days like this |
| Early rise I can’t effort to loose track so I |
| Seize the day, for better days like this |
| Greet the morning and give thanks to the sky so I |
| Remind myself of days before |
| No more suffering and pain for the poor |
| And I remind myself of days not half as good as this one |
| Move on |
| Greetings all earth-beings |
| Flesh-eating or vegetable-chewing |
| Thinking you are better off with potatoes or noodles |
| Icebergs or sunbursts, Eskimos or Negroes |
| Ain’t we all God’s children, cause Him see and know |
| Remember this day will bring joy |
| Freedom and equality these little boys and girls must be free |
| On the count of four hit me off |
| And y all can sing along |
| One billion, two billion, three billion, four billion men strong |
| It goes (cause) back to the days of furnishing |
| When pen and paper wrote Documents |
| We had y’all listen to the most divine |
| The greatest in time |
| The beats couldn' t carry on rhyme |
| Now it’s glimpse in the dark |
| The most original art |
| Not even rims on your car couldn' t shine this hard |
| Hit me off |
| We can flont but it hurts my imago |
| Changed cargo S80 Volvo |
| Ride on the rhythm, the highest allies |
| It’s not the size that did them. |
| But the vibes that drivin' |
| The music, how we use it, I produced it |
| Can not refuse it |
| Countless attempts of tackling my camp |
| Still it’s E, S. D., Uniq and Postmen |
| Out of millions have we been chosen |
| Love nobody knows when Postmen begins to judge |