on the circle line. Navigator, need a navigator, a navigator, need a navigator. I'm going down, I'm going down on the circle line, The piper calls
Übersetzung: Fish. Circle Line.
day on the circle line. Navigator, need a navigator, a navigator, need a navigator. I'm going down, I'm going down on the circle line, The piper calls
that blow ya below ya bible belt And Mac-11's that leave you wetter than Michael Phelps But you'll be swimmin' with the fishes Softer than bitches washin
out of bits of panther They call me anchor man, I'll hold down the ship Leave you n-ggas floating in water and go and drown a fish F-ck I'm f-cking heinous
sleep, I don't need them suckas listening to me Pack a bong for everything except the kitchen sink Underneath witch I keep a set of Andy's Clippers I could fix my line
time Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make
free from tax Low mileage on the odometer Graduate with more degrees than a thermometer Spark plugs for great conversation She would focus on the finish line
the sun and I'm blue The retired writer in the sun I bathe in the sun of the morning Lemon circles swim in the tea Fishing for time with a wishing line
code signal Something somewhere somehow? Why me? It goes on and on and on Please no Too late for S.O.S. Mute island, fish-eye view Circling the border line
someone in my school, they wanna suck my dick or sleep with me I get big props, and high fives For them quarter back sneaks from the 30 yard line I
blaze with a face melter, go fish, pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in, scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats, to the meat eater sweeps
are out and growling slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fish's full of china china plates are falling all fall
'm sinkin' Waves in circle like a memory slowly fade away, slowly fade Remember me, when you look across the lake When a fish caught hard on the line
rap niggaz on the radio don't do it for me Insert the removable face, place the CD Your Prince, cause you rap dudes don't make sense Talk about bitten lines
clutch I see you fishing and you`re wishin that i`d Just take the bait You think the girls up in this club are all like Fish in a tank Keep throwin line out after line
catch Because the full mouth never wants to stop cooking The map may be flat and the globe may be patched But the long line keeps right on hooking Circles
scruffed* corpse of the Mark Twain Oswald Defense Lawyer How do you think that jury made up of putrid mass Embraced theory of triangle bullet lines Turning in circles
