作词 : Sereba, Nicolay / Dery, Vincent 作曲 : Sereba, Nicolay / Dery, Vincent [Verse 1:] I used to pray every night when I was younger On my knees, folding hands for my mother And my mother used to say when she was younger She used to go to bed filled with hunger The same hunger got her working even harder Got her travelling to Norway from Ghana She said "my son, we're blessed, now let's say Our Father" Ups and downs, that's how life go What's high if you don't know low? So I try not to complain Appreciate life so I keep saying [Chorus:] Another day goes by, another day goes by And I thank God that I'm alive [Verse 2:] I think I was about ten years old Watching the news with my dad I didn't see nothing but tears and blood And a bunch of people looking so mad "That's war", I was told I said "how? that ain't nothing like the games I have" I couldn't grasp the sense of an innocent child Dying by the hands of a grown man And while some kids raised on cartoons Young girls making money in dark rooms We all deserve a decent meal Why his belly so soft? Why she holding that hard spoon? And where is my head of state? If crime pays, talk peace, still engaging in heavy arms trade In the jungle that we call Sin City While life rules, survival of the fittest [Chorus] [Outro:] Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh yeah, yeah Why, why, why, why Yeah Eh, eh, eh, eh Thank God that I'm alive
作词 : Sereba, Nicolay / Dery, Vincent 作曲 : Sereba, Nicolay / Dery, Vincent [Verse 1:] I used to pray every night when I was younger On my knees, folding hands for my mother And my mother used to say when she was younger She used to go to bed filled with hunger The same hunger got her working even harder Got her travelling to Norway from Ghana She said "my son, we're blessed, now let's say Our Father" Ups and downs, that's how life go What's high if you don't know low? So I try not to complain Appreciate life so I keep saying [Chorus:] Another day goes by, another day goes by And I thank God that I'm alive [Verse 2:] I think I was about ten years old Watching the news with my dad I didn't see nothing but tears and blood And a bunch of people looking so mad "That's war", I was told I said "how? that ain't nothing like the games I have" I couldn't grasp the sense of an innocent child Dying by the hands of a grown man And while some kids raised on cartoons Young girls making money in dark rooms We all deserve a decent meal Why his belly so soft? Why she holding that hard spoon? And where is my head of state? If crime pays, talk peace, still engaging in heavy arms trade In the jungle that we call Sin City While life rules, survival of the fittest [Chorus] [Outro:] Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh yeah, yeah Why, why, why, why Yeah Eh, eh, eh, eh Thank God that I'm alive
