Another Day Of Sun - La La Land Cast

Tim tim tim, ti rim tim tim tim tim Tim tim tim, ti rim tim tim tim tim Tim tim, yeah I think about that day I left him at a Greyhound station West of Santa Fé We were 17, but he was sweet and it was true Still I did what I had to do 'Cause I just knew Summer Sunday nights We'd sink into our seats Right as they dimmed out all the lights A Technicolor world made out of music and machine It called me to be on that screen And live inside its scene 'Cause maybe in that sleepy town He'll sit one day, the lights are down He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me Day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun Tim tim tim, ti rim tim tim tim tim Tim tim tim, ti rim tim tim tim tim Tim tim, yeah 'Cause maybe in that sleepy town He'll sit one day, the lights are down He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me Day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun It's another day of sun

White walls (filled with nothing but) Nervous paces (all around I see) Something's off (inside of myself) I see it in their faces Say anything, say anything Say anything that can make this all okay Take it away, take it away Take away all of this emptiness I feel 'Cause I will never find another you Another you Another you I still hear you in this house (whispering) I still feel you in my bones (in these veins) And like the portraits in the halls (can't help but think) I wish you were staring back at me (but you're gone) Say anything, say anything Say anything that can make this all okay Take it away, take it away Take away all of this emptiness I feel 'Cause I will never find another I may never find myself I will never find another you So I'll carry you with me In my dreams, my memory So I'll carry you with me (you'll always be with me) In my dreams, my memory So I'll carry you with me You'll always be my memory Say anything, say anything Say anything that can make this all okay Take it away, take it away Take away all of this emptiness I feel 'Cause I will never find another I may never find myself And I will never find another you

I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of Suburbia The bible of none of the above On a steady diet of Soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell 'Least the ones I got away with And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me Get my television fix Sitting on my crucifix The living room, or my private womb While the moms and Brads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane To keep me insane Doing someone else's cocaine And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me At the center of the Earth, in the parking lot Of the 7-11 where I was taught The motto was just a lie It says, "Home is where your heart is," but what a shame 'Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time City of the dead (hey! Hey!) At the end of another lost highway (hey! Hey!) Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned (hey! Hey!) Lost children with dirty faces today (hey! Hey!) No one really seems to care I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much, but it only confirmed that The center of the earth is the end of the world And I could really care less City of the dead (hey! Hey!) At the end of another lost highway (hey! Hey!) Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned (hey! Hey!) Lost children with dirty faces today (hey! Hey!) No one really seems to care... Hey! I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care! Everyone's so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled, but never saved From the cradles to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the Middle East We are the stories and disciples of The Jesus of Suburbia Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And it don't believe And I don't care! (Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!) I don't care! (Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!) I don't care! (Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!) I don't care! (Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!) I don't care! Dearly beloved, are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying... Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? (Ooh, ooh) Am I retarded, or am I just overjoyed? (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Nobody's perfect, and I stand accused (ooh, ooh) For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse (ooh, ooh, ooh) Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behind (ooh, ooh) This hurricane of fucking lies (ooh, ooh) I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist So I run, I run away To the lights of masochists And I leave behind (ooh, ooh) This hurricane of fucking lies (ooh, ooh) And I've walked this line (ooh, ooh) A million and one fucking times (ooh, ooh) But not this time! I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain when you've been victimized Tales from another broken... home! You're leaving... You're leaving... You're leaving... Ah, you're leaving home!

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor boys And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the rising sun Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boys And God, I know I'm one

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta

I've seen the devil Down Sunset In every place In every face Yeah, uh, uh Yeah, uh, uh Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah) she's livin' her life (uh) Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight (uh, yeah, uh) But if you knew her (yeah), she lives a lie She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised, oh Oh, I know what she needs (oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me, uh (oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh, ooh Every night (every night, uh), she prays to the sky Flashin' lights is all she ever wanted (yeah) Beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular (hm) Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-uh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular I know that you see me (huh), time's gone by Spend my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights Try to own it (uh), but I'm alright (yuh) You can't take my soul without a - fight (uh, oh) Oh, I know what she needs (oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (uh) Ooh, every night (every night), she prays to the sky (oh) Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see (yuh) Beggin' on her knees to be popular (uh) That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular (hm) Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular Eat me and money, I'ma keepin' it I'm gettin' can and I'm kickin' it Money on top of me, money on top of her Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular Pop-popular, born to be popular She in debt, 20 mill', but she run it up She can never be broke 'cause she popular Turn the webcam on for the followers (Yuh, yeah) beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular