Let's go out and make the road shake I got love to make And I've gotta leave in the morning light Got a book to write Leather bound in my feathered
Mother Ganga take me higher You wake up, you're on fire Light a candle in the shadows A different glow for every window Mother Ganga take me higher You
I won't hurt your mother I won't hurt your brother I won't hurt another I won't feel at all I won't hurt your mother No don't hurt your brother I'll
Will you wait like I wait for you? Will you jump if I ask you to? Oh you fix me with an arctic glare Making out and you just don't care Will you wait
at home He saw a UFO Maybe it's a death cloud Maybe it's a death cloud Maybe it's a death cloud Maybe it's a death cloud Do as I say, as I say (Oohaaaa
again, its that westcoast stoner klick, let me hear you say King Klick (King Klick) King Klick (King Klick) [Hook] [X] we come through yes we control
I won?t hurt your mother I won?t hurt your brother I won?t hurt another I won?t feel at all I won?t hurt your mother No don?t hurt your brother I?ll
at home He saw a UFO Maybe it's a death cloud Maybe it's a death cloud Maybe it's a death cloud Maybe it's a death cloud Do as I say, as I say (Ohhaaaa
This is my old shirt a lifetime of your hard work It's in the crown, the magic dust everything you love is going to rust Don't turn around, eyes forward
Mother Ganga take me higher You wake up, you're on fire Light a candle in the shadows A different glow for every window Mother Ganga take me higher
V1: Everything that I see around me, Is sliding, sliding, Sliding away. Traces of time locks in the pages, Belong in the moment, True life lives
Ozone made of atoms in the atmosphere. I was made out of atoms in the at- and this is what I said: Yah, yah yah yah yah Yah, yah yah yah yaaah She said
Make my head a pool of water now Can't stop thinking all about her now Don't ask me why lines are on my hands Sometimes the worlds' real hard to understand
rain makes shapes fall on the lights and thelamppostss, door to door should a cloud replace a compass? how long can we think of the world as simply up
Oh I woke up with the sun This morning Woke up with the sun Opened my window, oh The sinner, the saint It's all coming round again Thrown like a stone
Paper face and movie quips Silver screen and magazine Dancing shoes the evening news Wooah Wooah Throw the picture throw the tape Keep the frame and keep
