It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
The whole world's burning but the clock just ticks
over and over, every single day.
Some people steal while other people pray
to God, to man, machines or whatever.
Some of us just lost faith altogether.
"No way," they say, "it can't be this way."
That's why so many people stand up and say:
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
Life's a cord plugged in, the whole world's sick.
Got diseases excited, they crawled up inside us.
Superstupiditis, philosophies that divide us.
Keep us in fear from one another
so we can't recognize a brother from another mother.
No way, we can't live this way,
that's why so many people stand up and say:
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
(I wanna rock it with you)
Ay, I wanna rock it with you,
I wanna rock it with you,
Till the day I die, till the day I die,
I wanna rock with you, till the day I die.
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
The whole world's burning, but the clock just ticks.
Some people cry, others occupy,
throw your hands high as the bullets fly by.
I dry my eyes, others wonder why,
but I just wanna be with you till the day I die
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x4]
11:59 Video (MV)
Performed By: Michael Franti andamp; Spearhead
Written by: GRAHAM EDWARDS, LAUREN CHRISTY, MICHAEL FRANTI, SCOTT SPOCK
Michael Franti andamp; Spearhead - 11:59 Lyrics
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It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
The whole world's burning but the clock just ticks
over and over, every single day.
Some people steal while other people pray
to God, to man, machines or whatever.
Some of us just lost faith altogether.
"No way," they say, "it can't be this way."
That's why so many people stand up and say:
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
Life's a cord plugged in, the whole world's sick.
Got diseases excited, they crawled up inside us.
Superstupiditis, philosophies that divide us.
Keep us in fear from one another
so we can't recognize a brother from another mother.
No way, we can't live this way,
that's why so many people stand up and say:
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
(I wanna rock it with you)
Ay, I wanna rock it with you,
I wanna rock it with you,
Till the day I die, till the day I die,
I wanna rock with you, till the day I die.
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
The whole world's burning, but the clock just ticks.
Some people cry, others occupy,
throw your hands high as the bullets fly by.
I dry my eyes, others wonder why,
but I just wanna be with you till the day I die
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x4]
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
The whole world's burning but the clock just ticks
over and over, every single day.
Some people steal while other people pray
to God, to man, machines or whatever.
Some of us just lost faith altogether.
"No way," they say, "it can't be this way."
That's why so many people stand up and say:
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
Life's a cord plugged in, the whole world's sick.
Got diseases excited, they crawled up inside us.
Superstupiditis, philosophies that divide us.
Keep us in fear from one another
so we can't recognize a brother from another mother.
No way, we can't live this way,
that's why so many people stand up and say:
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x2]
(I wanna rock it with you)
Ay, I wanna rock it with you,
I wanna rock it with you,
Till the day I die, till the day I die,
I wanna rock with you, till the day I die.
It was eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine clicks.
The whole world's burning, but the clock just ticks.
Some people cry, others occupy,
throw your hands high as the bullets fly by.
I dry my eyes, others wonder why,
but I just wanna be with you till the day I die
One love, one blood, one heart, one soul and
one drum and only one rhythm,
One tribe and all of us singing.
It's eleven fifty-nine and fifty-nine seconds.
If I'm gonna die tonight I want heaven, ay, ay, with you. [x4]
Writer: GRAHAM EDWARDS, LAUREN CHRISTY, MICHAEL FRANTI, SCOTT SPOCK
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group