First Things First
Threads like rubber bands
Have replaced all my wears
She is gone and she locked all the doors
Down the needle like thread enslaved
This was my last chance
And I paid the high dollar
The order of heating the stew
How can a grown man be born like a baby?
Making first things first
Oh, God, would you push back the pain?
I've got stripes that I cannot change
Would you hear me when I complain?
My face to the sky
Call for a life, but I'm asking my hand in the water
But I am already underneath
How can a grown man be born like a baby?
Making first things first
(Ha-ha, ha-ha)
(Ha-ha, ha-ha)
(Ha-ha, ha-ha) ooh-uh
(Ha-ha, ha-ha) uhh
He said, "Sir, I'd like a paper sail boat"
On a Sunday afternoon in the park
Shadows fade and the sunlight it brings
Makes me think how fragile we are
In walks a new man (ha-ha, ha-ha)
He paid the high dollar
Crushing the cyber lasting (ha-ha, ha-ha)
How can a grown man be born like a baby? (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Making first things (ha-ha, ha-ha)
How can a grown man be born like a baby? (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Making first things (ha-ha, ha-ha)
How can a grown man be born like a baby? (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Making first things first
Have replaced all my wears
She is gone and she locked all the doors
Down the needle like thread enslaved
This was my last chance
And I paid the high dollar
The order of heating the stew
How can a grown man be born like a baby?
Making first things first
Oh, God, would you push back the pain?
I've got stripes that I cannot change
Would you hear me when I complain?
My face to the sky
Call for a life, but I'm asking my hand in the water
But I am already underneath
How can a grown man be born like a baby?
Making first things first
(Ha-ha, ha-ha)
(Ha-ha, ha-ha)
(Ha-ha, ha-ha) ooh-uh
(Ha-ha, ha-ha) uhh
He said, "Sir, I'd like a paper sail boat"
On a Sunday afternoon in the park
Shadows fade and the sunlight it brings
Makes me think how fragile we are
In walks a new man (ha-ha, ha-ha)
He paid the high dollar
Crushing the cyber lasting (ha-ha, ha-ha)
How can a grown man be born like a baby? (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Making first things (ha-ha, ha-ha)
How can a grown man be born like a baby? (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Making first things (ha-ha, ha-ha)
How can a grown man be born like a baby? (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Making first things first
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Writer(s): Sandra Mccracken
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