Hey God These Days 1995 (J. Bon Jovi & R. Sambora)

Hey, God, I’m just a little man got a wife and family,
But I almost lost the house, yeah I bought into the dream.
We’re bearly holding on when I’m in way too deep,
We’re two paychecks away from living out on the streets.

She’s a workin’ single mom, like a Saint she don’t complain,
She never says a word but she thinks that she’s to blame.
Her son just got convicted, he blew some cop away,
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way.

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on,
Seems like all the good shit’s gone.
It keeps on getting harder hanging on,
Hey, hey, hey, hey God, there’s nights you know I want to scream.
These Days you’re even harder to believe,
I know how busy you must be, but Hey, hey, hey, hey God....
Do you ever think about me.

Born into ghetto in 1991, just a happy child playing beneath the summer sun,
A vacant lots’ his playground, by 12 he’s got a gun,
The odds are bet against him, junior don’t make 21.

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on,
Seems like all the good shit’s gone.
It keeps on getting harder hanging on,
Hey hey, hey, hey God, there’s nights you know I want to scream.
These Days you’re even harder to believe,
I know how busy you must be, but Hey, hey, hey, hey God....
Do you ever think about me.

I’d get down on my knees, I’m going to try this thing your way,
Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave.
Was he too gone to save? Did you even know his name?
Are you the one to blame, I got something to say.

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on,
Seems like all the good shit’s gone.
It keeps on getting harder hanging on,
Hey, hey, hey, hey God, there’s nights you know I want to scream.
These Days you’re even harder to believe,
I know how busy you must be, but Hey, hey, hey, hey God....
Do you ever think about me.
Do you ever think about me.

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