Bob Marley & the Wailers
Ao vivo e a cores
The Old Grey Whistle Test
No sun will shine in my day today (no sun will shine)
The high yellow moon won’t come out to play
Darkness has covered my light (and the stage)
And has changed my day into night, yeah!
Where is the love to be found? (oh-oh-oh)
Won’t someone tell me?
Cause my sweet life must be somewhere to be found
(must be somewhere for me.)
Instead of concrete jungle
Where the living is harder!
Man you got to do your best. Whoa, yeah.
No chains around my feet,
But I’m not free, ooh!
I know I am bound here in captivity!
G’yeah, now (never, never) I’ve never known happiness;
(Never, never) I’ve never known what sweet caress is.
Still, I’ll be always laughing like a clown;
Won’t someone help me? ‘Cause I (sweet life!)
I’ve got to pick myself from off the ground
(Must be somewhere for me), yeah!
In this a concrete jungle?
I said, what do you cry for me (la-la!) now, o-oh!
Concrete jungle (la la-la!), ah, won’t you let me be (la la-la!), now?
Hey! Oh, now!
I said that life (sweet life) it must be somewhere to be found
(Must be somewhere for me)
Oh, instead, concrete jungle (la-la!) collusion (la-la!)
Confusion (confusion). Eh!