Colours — Backyard Babies

Fell out of heaven A.D. But it meant nothin' to me You never talked about the birds and the bees no I wanna grow up to be young I don't wanna be contained I just wanna feel a little loved Good intentions Always paved the road to the hell

Some things are not just black & white Somebody's gotta shine In colours and it could be me Out of the Jungle Into remedy

I came out hungry to be me Every nothing is for free Life is expensive with no salary Yeah Can't hold a straydog on a leash So let your wild blood run free I just learned from a lottery That good intentions Always paved the road to hell