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My father would shower for work every day
He shaved by the ol' radio
We' d listen in bed for that rythm each day
Wonder how one man could sink down that low
Then my cousine brought money from worlds faraway
With colors and strange sounded names
And I search like a sailor to find where they lied
promissin' myself I would go there one day
My grandfather gave me an ol' radio
It played foreign stations from crystals that glove
And just like a comet ready to appear
I knew it shines much brighter in that new atmosphere
When morning comes to Amerika
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A mother awekens somewhere in the west
a child contends from her breast
Her husband soon joins her and walk down the stair
findin' her a ribbon to pull back her hair
My grandfather gave me an ol' radio
It played forein stations from crystals that gloves
I knew it shines much brighter in that new atmosphere
When morning comes to Amerika
When morning comes to Amerika