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J
o h n 's . S o n g
written by my brother, John Napolitano,
currently serving time in Hawaii.
..there
you are,
with your life in your hands.
our sister is rich,
and her brother's in bands.
your world fell apart
with a clap of hands..
and you don't understand.
no you don't understand...
your mind's in a fog
part of the system
a wheel and a cog.. oh Lord
please help me
I 'm going down fast,
my faith has failed..
going down fast
and I'm not gonna last
in jail.
I'm caught in their grip
it's easy to see
they're taking us down
they're inside of me and
you fight it so hard and
you feel like a fool
spinning you 'round
an eternal whirlpool
..eternal whirlpool.
they're coming to get you,
sooner or later
they're picking their numbers
cleaning the slate
they're not gonna get me
I'm sure I can win:
shutting the door, I'm not
letting them in
Fools have their way,
smiling at fear,
but I face it all
with a wink and a sneer,
I don't need their dope &
their whisky & beer:
I will live my own life I will cry my own tears
the winter, so lonely
the summer comes strong
seasons are changing we don't have too long
so get it together as fast as you can..
be part of this life,
whatever the plan
The poison is spreading we can't play their game
We're losing the battle and losing our names
They're not gonna take me, my life it is mine
So give back their drugs & their whisky & wine
Recover for me,
Recover for you
For life.. it will pass; as for me..
I'm not through.
Follow your dreams,
Be kind to yourself..
don't end up a number or a box on a shelf
Recover for you,
Recover for me.
Look all around you..it's easy to see
Recover for me,
Recover for you
for life, it passes, and as for me...
I'm not through.
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