End of Days


(AT AN AIRPORT, AN ANNOUNCER SAYS WHEN THE FLIGHT TO NEW YORK IS DUE. PICTURES ARE BEING CLICKED, AND SUSAYE IS BEING STOPPED BY INTERVIEWERS WHO WANT TO TALK TO HER AND GET HER AUTOGRAPH. SHE GIVES ONE TO A MALE FAN. SOON, SHE SAYS GOODBYE TO THEM AND GETS ON THE PLANE.)

If they really knew what was going on in my head.

As I play from day to day,
It doesn’t matter what the people say
One rule for them and one rule for me
That’s not the way it’s supposed to be, hey
I didn’t mean for things to go so far
But you’ve got to be true to who you are
She who stays plays where the blaze lays
We’re out of time, it’s the end of days

While I rocked London, Stamford Hill,
Got things done, never stood still
Made that big boy, grew him up,
Fed him from this mother’s cup
Time reassessed me, sent me to America
Time to claim what’s mine as a diva
Gone too long, some people dissed me
You know you love me, you know you missed me

What’s mine is mine and I’m havin’ it
SupremeXtreme is maxin’ the millennium
My secret’s out, Wordmaster, Songblaster
Move over, I’m movin’ faster now
What’s gotta be done, I’m doin’ it
Can’t handle it, get over it
Glamour

What’s next? Wait and see
God’s the manager of me
No fear here, no stress, just bless
Keep lookin’ over your shoulder, I press
Comin’ up on ya like a jet express
While you sleep, I’m still up
I’ll sleep in the grave, that’s soon enough
I keep rollin’
Keep rollin’ while you cruise
Look out, you move, you lose
Get ready for the visual olympics
Drama
Time to put the money on the winner
Can’t cut it? Home to your mama
Big girls only, step up, stand up
If you can’t hang, move!
I’m gonna kick it til it hurts

As I play from day to day,
It doesn’t matter what the people say
One rule for them and one rule for me
That’s not the way it’s supposed to be, hey
I didn’t mean for things to go so far
But you’ve got to be true to who you are
She who stays plays where the blaze lays
We’re out of time, it’s the end of days


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