It's Brett Denon with Ain't No Reason.

There ain't no reason.

There ain't no reason things are this way.

It's how they always been in the ants in this day.

I can't explain why we live this way

We do it every day

Breeders on the podium

Speaking of saints

Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change

Oh ladies laughing from the fire escape

Cursing my name I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same a window in a pigeon with a broken wing you can spend your whole life working for something just to have it taken away people walk around pushing back their debts,

wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets,

talking about nothing, not thinking about death,

every little heart beating, every little breath.

People walk a tight rope on a razor's edge,

carrying that hurt and hatred and weapons it could be a bomb

or a bullet or a pen or a thought or a word or a sentence and there ain't no ease of things with this way

is how they always been and they intend to stay i don't know why I say the things I say, but I say them anyway.

But love will come set me free.

Love will come set me free.

I do believe.

Love will come, set me free I do believe love will come set me free I know it will love will come set me free yes prison walls still standing tall Some things never change at all

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