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Laura Nyro Children of the Junks Lyrics

Last updated: 05/05/2011 12:00:00 PM

Children of the junks
Children of the junks go by
Mama’s comin’ soon
And the junks are turning in the spring sky

Dragon rings
Tax free things
People pick and pay
Til the day fades away
Cooling in the Wind
“Comrades all”
Red papers ring

Flowers in the sun
On the children of the world
Night comes
Sleep for me
Aint nothin’ just a moonstruck junk
On the sea, Kowloon

All the junks are sleeping
Spinning flowers on the shade
All the junks are sleeping
But alley cats and renegades