am home Been away far too long, thought of you with every song Every song I sang, I sang for you It's gonna take a little time, gonna take a little concentration
with Lucy And no one seems to have a cure A demon lives inside of Lucy I think I know for sure I remember Lucy A little girl lost in a greedy world Oh
labyrinth Where you can make your deals and drink your absinthe? Dream dealing, soul stealing, mercenary Cold like a razor, incendiary Karma's a bitch
Sitting here in my electric chair I've got a lot on my mind I see you through the mirror Got me hypnotized What's wrong with me, has got a lot to do
no, 'cause I need it, you see It's a good thing Talking about a good thing, yeah It's a good thing Nothing but a good thing, yeah It's a good thing
's all right, yeah all right You can make a difference with a single word, I think you heard That I'm the man in the moon, that I'm the man in the moon
could teach a boy a thing or two Just grab an ankle and you can make a wish And she can fly you to the moon Sweet Sally Seagull was a gypsy and a tramp
it all worked out Some one comes and turns it over Turns it upside down I ride these city streets at night Sometimes I do things that ain't right A
dead In the spider's web I've been feeling a little weird Can't hold back all these lonely tears I've been feeling a little weird Can't hold back all
There's no way I could ever let you go Once I thought we'd last forever Had the strength to keep it all together With a little understanding Could have been a
Übersetzung: LA Guns. Man In The Moon.
so full of thug faces Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain
me stay, they showed me two hooters a piece I stayed for a second but you know I gotta skate It's like a race, cops chase me, I'm chasing the moon Before
the plant, police drones Shot laser guns, AR's E ones, hustlers scrabble their crumb The canvas of our slums I was just a lil infant with my force shield
the millenium, war against Palestinians A century is done, plenty of guns Plenty of bombs, many shall come And my name, a homeless man ridin' a train
ve found a star, (what's deal god, I heard you got some) I've found a star, (bad news about Killah Priest, ya know) I've found a star, (out here, right
circulate Street politicians on a suicide mission Crime vision finger itchin from a scope-view position Dangerous ground Tre' pound seven spin around for my bredren the cloud comes down [Method Man
through a hole in the ice and disappeared I ride a bicycle, and bite an apple Alamo Bay, bloody old man from L.A. [Chorus x4] [Warcloud:] Heat bringer
