Songtexte:
Spoon Mountain To Sound

Mountain to sound Mountain to sound Mountain to sound Mountain to sound And time's so slow It's barely in person Barely there, so down We've been at

Übersetzung: Löffelchenstellung. Mountain Sound.

'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade That sounds

Russell didn?t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts ain?t nothing silver spooned, I came from the

twirl, fantastic melodies Soon, taste these spoons Wiping me with ton, fly wine, prize storm Now it's high noon, raspberry spices Cherry breath, drink from the mountain, sip the very best Sounds

I studied my mother I digested her pain And vowed no woman on my path would have to walk the same Travel like sound across the fate ladder I travel with spoon

'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade That sounds

such Killers Sade lovers deluxe sound garnered, for the wild hearted Downtrodden, up-starters young violent, uprising Cocaine, and gunpowder up North, or bus crowded Daily vibes to thug mountain

Russell didn?t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts ain?t nothing silver spooned, I came from the