The Year 1989 was the theme of this spontaneous impromptu song derived by Detroit's Zico Alame & Brad Lake
Lyrics:
Share it all on a saturday
We're not afraid to let it go
We're not afraid to run amongst
Those whom call themselves free
We won't be weighed down by the world
We'll never let ourselves be labeled to a title
You wake up and now it's sunday
It's our day to wake up and enjoy the sun
Shining on my skin
Shining on my skin
I don't know if the year in 1989 means any significance
to most of the people in this world
It just happens to be the year that
Zico and myself were born
We came out of the canal from
A beautiful conception
Let's have fun and make it like our last
Should be living this way irregardless of what i say
The time is now
To go out and fill your dreams
And never give up
I said don't let the world weigh you down
Don't let the world
(humming)
It's time to wake up and stop playing these games
That we're drawn out of the 52 cards that the government deals you
I'm sorry that i sound like an anarchist
Or a conspiracy theorist
Isn't that what they call them?
