Day Of Ages Lyrics

Virgin Prunes Day Of Ages

Like the fire that burns in your eyes
Like the secrets that live inside your head
Oh I wish I was dead

All day, all night
What is wrong is always right
In this day of ages

Sixth sense, sixth sense of ?
?

All day, all night
What is wrong is always right

Oh what a world, what a wonderful world
Oh what a world, what a wonderful world
Wonderful

All day, all night
What is wrong is always, always right

I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead