I Mother Earth - Earth, sky & C

Tekst :

Given good ground to walk around on
It would mean so much to me to see
Things for my still young self or else
I might not believe whatever people
Say in their own ways, colourful faces
And easy going shame almost telling me
Things I need to know
We re travelling, looking for the world
Thinking in different words

I m not leaving you
No way friend, you d ever last
Yo no voye
Sweet earth boy
You ll have to think and wait

Given wide skies to search and fly
It would sure seem to me that it s so
Full of everything, either seen or unseen
Endless night displays, cosmic death rays
That hold your feet in place while
Your mind runs away
What I didn t know is that no one s going
This old bus sits while jungles laugh and sing
Nobody filled me in

Inne utwory

  • Passenger
  • Not quite sonic
  • Like the sun
  • I is us
  • Good for sule
  • One more astronaut
  • Rain will fall
  • Meat dreams
  • No one
  • Pisser
  • Basketball
  • God rocket
  • Like a girl
  • Hell and malfunction
  • Shortcut to moncton
  • 0157 H
  • Losowe utwory

    One woman

    Find my way, in the five o clock rush hour,
    As daylight, slowly leaves the sky.
    I open the door, to that little room,
    That we call home.
    Loving arms, are there, to greet me,

    Tender lips are there, to meet me.
    At the end of the day,
    You know...

    Mary Ann II

    Fare thee well, my own true love
    Fare thee well a while,
    For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows free
    And I am bound away for the sea,
    Mary Ann.

    If I had a flask of gin,
    Whiskey there for two
    And a great big bowl for to mix them in
    I d mix a drink...

    Elementary

    Do you want to know what I m thinking
    When I talk to You really listen
    When I go away do you miss me
    Do You think that You could live without me?

    It s the 123 s of LOVE
    It s elementary, it s elementary
    ABC s of You...

    Accorde moi

    (Allow Me)

    [Intro]
    [Bobby V.] :
    Yeah, This is for those broken hearts... (C est pour tous ces coeurs bris ..)
    Valentino, Leslie, From the Atlanta. (Valentino, Leslie, d Atlanta)
    [Leslie] :
    Candy smoothness. (La douceur d un bonbon)
    [Bobby V.] :
    All the way from France. (Jusqu en France)...

    I call shots

    [Snoop Dogg]
    Yeah.. yo whassup my nigga?
    It s the big homeboy Snoop Dogg
    And y know, the streets is a motherfucker
    D.P.G.C., y know
    Representin to the fullest, like dat dere
    Y KNOW!
    Kurupt]
    Organized madness
    The young Godstra