White bread and bananas
And how long have I breathed
Your lies about Santa
But when the nighttime sky
Shine on me...
I've lived with the message
They send with the news
If you're not 'Mayflower'
You're doomed to the truth
But when the nighttime sky
shine on me...
Then it's true
That I love rhythm station blues
That's where I find life's songs
And I love rhythm station blues
That's where real people belong
And I love rhythm station blues
And I love those love songs, too
You know I don't save
Those old ethnic signals
Like hip street people
Who hurt to survive
And when the nighttime sky
Shine on me...
[CHORUS]
Ad lib to end
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