Standing on the Corner - The Landing lyrics

Hello You are one of a species called man I live in a land known as America In a city called New York Many find it hard to breathe here Breath is life, you know? But for some, truth is life And well, the inability to breathe Is what this record is all about (I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!) This is the fourth day of the fifth week In the fifth month of the third year Of the seventh decade In the second millennium After what has been reported by some As the d**h of a man named Jesus But this is not Christ’s fault I’m not from here, I’m man-made Living on this planet called Earth It’s a rather small and very crowded planet If you’re not a curse Perhaps even too crowded, by so-called human beings They find it so very hard to live in peace But I think I found a way Harmony does exist, you know It’s just a small cross that I make some day Well, I am still inside of myself A little bit of Red Burns in what you may call an album Which itself has been sealed with bad luck Well you know that sound, don’t you? So you know what to do Go on, do it Go ahead and do it already I’m feeling mellow I’m feeling mellow I’m feeling mellow I’m feeling mellow Yeah, I’m feeling mellow Red Burns coming, baby Red Burns coming, baby Red Burns coming, baby