Sometimes We Must Get High
Ref.:
Sometimes people cry; sometimes people lie
Sometimes people die; sometimes we must get high
No más hay, no más hay justicia en este mundo
No más hay, no más hay tanto verdad
Str. 1:
Because they put their sheep in war;
In a war, in a war they believe to fight against
Because they want just more;
More, more more of this black gold
Sometimes I feel tired;
Tired about what’s going on
There are so many things;
So many things that go wrong
Str. 2:
Why do we put our parents in an old people’s home?
Why are we frightened about what will come?
Why do we live in a world where we do things that must be forgot?
Why aren't we satisfied with what we've got?
Why do we have do be drunk to dance?
Why do we drink to forget the day?