Fiction Plane - Sadr City Blues lyrics

Sadr City blues, seen it on the news Kids today get the lights turned out You got to shine on Shine on Sadr City Blues, there is no excuse Write your name down Get your name crossed out You got to shine on, shine on Sitting in the back on your very own This ain't jack, or ain't whack This is real life You got to shine on, shine on You can't wait For the sun to be born To hold you, keep you warm The desert has its ice storm It's too late For the flowers to arrive On the road of the cross and knives When you're looking for just war You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues The work is never done burying your son The television lights our lives You got to shine on Shine on Sitting in the back on your very own You get divorced over the telephone You got to shine on Shine on You can't wait For the sun to be born To hold, to keep you warm The desert has its ice storm It's too late For the flowers to arrive On the road of the cross and knives When you're looking for just war You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues You can't wait For the sun to be born To hold, to keep you warm The desert has it's ice storm It's too late For the flowers to arrive On the road of the cross and knives When you're looking for just war, just war You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues You got to shine on, you got to shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues You got to shine, shine, shine, shine on To make it through the Sadr City blues