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got it all sewn up
   
We don't depend on nuthin' to get by
What we do we see eye to eye
We live for the day our love we survive
And I'm gonna
got it all sewn up
   
We don't depend on nuthin' to get by
What we do we see eye to eye
We live for the day our love we survive
And I'm gonna
all of my days
Hold my head against you now and for always
Sewn me up, shown us a long, long time
Makes you my life, makes you my life

The moving
shine your light
Don't look back just leave it all behind I'll see you some other time
Move on

Them friends of many are really known by none
Forever
We all go down to coastline bridge
It's where they say all the magic is
Over that dried up riverbed
Blocked by boulders at both ends

We all go
with you 

It's funny how I loved you like 
The bottle at my lips 
And when I fell off of my bike 
My life had been eclipsed 
By all the grief
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like
I'm dancing on the White House lawn
Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn
Hanging round the gardens of Babylon
Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like
This is Radio Clash
Stealing all transmissions
Beaming from the mountaintop
Using aural ammunition

With extreme prejudice
On a terminator
I just can't sleep so I get in my car and I drive
I'm on the 101 and I'm cruisin' by 105
Got the radio cranked and the rhythm is comin' alive
This is Radio Clash
Stealing all transmissions
Beaming from the mountaintop
Using aural ammunition

With extreme prejudice
On a terminator
Cradle
All the sour seeds I've sewn
Now I weep
Now I see
How they've grown
As gardens grow
In long straight rows
As high as my head
Thick roots
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like
the mirror, the other on the screen
Sewn in the pockets and down into the dream
Caught up in the mortar, bricks and heavy load

Wait in the shadows down
Daytons
(Ross) Fast paper was the motivation
Jay got the es├ęs, I know the Haitians
When I'm in LA we meet at Crustaceans
Butterfly all kilos
Show me
blazing in my blood
A bit of the fire that lit up the stars and brought life into the mud
The first inspiration, the spark of creation

I see a mountain
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like
home is broadened
Patriotism expanded
By callings from beyond

So I pack my things
Nothing precious
All things sacred

I am a citizen
my blood
A bit of the fire that lit up the stars and brought life into the mud
The first inspiration, the spark of creation

I see a mountain and I
Take a drive baby up the coast, yeah Highway 101
I'll pass Ventura Santa Barbara too, Just as fast as my motor runs
Gotta pocket full of memories,
to the slaughter
You can only do so much
On your knees
With your eyes sewn shut
Stand up and take a true look
A true look at the hell
That we've all created
Clicks on the phone.
I cannot help you.
Caught by own worm.
Caught in a rat's nest.
Eat own young.
Chew through wires 
Sewn up in stitches, stitches.
I sewed it up Stitched all these dead end streets
Into the sewn up seams of my heartstrings unwind
Like a petal pulled from an open flower.