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* Paradise in distress
In broad daylight
Your clean cut town
Has turned into a hunting ground
And Mama dont need no crystal ball
To see the weight
Thats coming down
25 hours a day
25 hours a day
In the heart of night
It howls for more
The beast that prowls
The killing floor
And Mama dont need to read the cards
To thell you times are gettin hard
25 hours a day
25 hours a day
Youve seen it before
Its been done to you
In another life, it spell taboo
Mama calls it
Mama calls it: Dj voodoo
When sweet turns to bitter
And not before
When wolves come scratchin
At your door
Thats when mamas tea cup prophecy
Will tell you how its gonna be
25 hours a day
25 hours a day
Tomorrow rips up your yesterday
While it stars in your old passion play
And mama can hear the spirits song
Singing in her head all night long
25 hours a day
25 hours a day