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Waking The Lion

carriage with a view The holiday makers are few The off-season beats the peak and Sterling town's still fast asleep I'm waking the Lion up In me Harry

so much fun We'll be finished by Christmas Back home by the fire Perish the distance The bombs and the wire Don't wake the lion There's a firework

We must be blind not to see the signs How can we dare to look away in the wake of yesterday Troubled times, don?t turn your back to the lions Troubled

not think of Dreams I can't make sense of I need you to tell me it's okay You are a sleeping lion in your bed I will not wake you You're the moment,

crack than a bike seat I smoke the best I get my dro from california get high n go to sleep you couldn't wake me from a coma I might wake up if these

like computer love Duck the cop cappers an' the top hatters Fock flavors, Harlem world, we got gators Not dead, I said they alive Lions, tigers, bears

those selfish in ways Not to share us out What's a tree without root Lion without tooth A lie without truth you hear me out [Chorus] Africa must wake

Old rocking chair It beckons you like a junkie's needle Start thinking feeble Cowardly lion The special today is karma yoga Glued to the sofa Where

you see me differently than i've ever seen myself you hear me clearly when i haven't spoken i wake from the dream when i thought from a doubt but you