Texty:
Earth Wind Fire Last Days And Time

when we say this There's too many starvin' children If ya don't know what we're killing each other And We just ain't got time for ya brother No no

And every little thing only time will tell If you do the things that I do oo we'll see it through Life can be right or wrong And if I had to choose

Gonna turn his back on god Make his day twice as hard People say I'm a fool But can I really be Say it really was white misery Protestant, and Catholic, Arabs and

Skip Scarborough Of all the loves I've had in my life I'd rather have you Whatever they were, no matter how nice They can't compare Seeming wealth

Mom, pains and joy Ilove her more and more To her I'm still her boy Yeah yeah yeah And in my life I've always dug her And in my life I've always needed

Gonna turn his back on god Make his day twice as hard People say I'm a fool But can I really be Say it really was white misery Protestant, and Catholic, Arabs and

about when we say this There's too many starvin' children If ya don't know what we're killing each other And We just ain't got time for ya brother

the last all things shall know Asgard will fall reduced to ash cities crumble none shall pass Trembling earth starts the trend now the final days end

sky, the sea And light a raging fire upon the hearth Gather round 'neath the cloak of time And drink a toast to these Our final days upon this earth