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Live at the I-Beam (Wipers) · Laser Beam (Don Carlos) · Lazer Beam [2 Tracks] (Super Furry Animals) · Jhelli Beam (Busdriver) · Beam Me Up! (Daniel Johnston) · Beam Me Up Scotty (Nicki Minaj) · By Any Means Necessary: Triple Beam Dreams (Young Jeezy) · 3 Beam Circus, Vol. 2: Connect Game (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Lazer Beam [3 Tracks] (Super Furry Animals) · On the Beam (Tex Beneke) – and 90 other albums »


Silence all over
The island lies asleep
The balance of your life
The beauty of the deep

this sapphire blue
This entrancing rendezvous
The art
Eerie as it may seem check your balance beam
It's the Half and Half Hypothesis the 50/50 theory
Eerie as it may seem check your balance beam
Now check
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away, an October fateful day

Mist is in the trees,
dark night bright day, Moon blue

Moon blue, your beauty's seen by all, the yearning of your call
Travels the world and then makes home my soul
Moon
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
and balance it with a beam
Five five, slanted eyes, bitch walk is mean
Mahushi Ron bracelets and Armani jeans
They're called skinny, my bitch is like a rasta
with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine white as Tommy Hilfiger
Ralph Lauren Blue Label as I'm gettin' high
Triple beam dreamin' as the cream multiplies
Fuck
Looking out the window at the clouds flying by
I wonder if You moved them with a thought or with a breath
And as they pass, I see the beauty
Master MC 
One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me 
Feet come first, sometimes not the head 
Some niggas eat, some don't get fed 
If you live by
allowed 
Out on the streets and you're feelin' blue 
Travelin' light 
With a hole in your soul where the wind blows through 
A hole in your soul where
hearin´s
Sweet to my ear
This is tomorrow´s callin´
Wishin` you were here
Layin´ in my hotel bedroom
Feelin´ ceilin´ blues
Then flashin' through the interference
Beams a thousand tunes
This is tomorrow callin'
What have I to lose?
Truckin' by the railway station
I'm
Well, you've all seen my little blue-eyed Sally
She lives a-way down on Shinbone Alley
The number on the gate and the number on the door
The next
exposed
They chose to keep their hearts closed
Bags of saturated computer chips clogging bloodstreams
Balance beam acts, converting mattress backs
Jeans
like you, I just don't want to speak
You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week
The world keeps a balance, through mathematics
Defined by
out my week
The world keeps a balance, through mathematics
Defined by whatever you've added and subtracted
I'm pushin on the hammer, to trigger
The comforting ache
Of the summer holidays
Pointless days pining
Afternoons whining
The suburbs scream
At passers by
The scream of escape
A new siren
Across the railroad tracks, down the gravel road
Headlights throw a beam on the way back home
Lie down, lie down, listen wide awake
To the trains
The comforting ache
Of the summer holidays
Pointless days pining
Afternoons whining
The suburbs scream
At passers by
The scream of escape
know I might
Have just flown too far from the floor this time,
Cause they calling me by my name
And the zipping white light beams
Disregards
might
Have just flown too far from the floor this time
'Cause they calling me by my name
And the zipping white light beams
Disregards the bombs
might
Have just flown too far from the floor this time
'Cause they calling me by my name
And the zipping white light beams
Disregards the bombs
And the things i can't change I just gotta accept

hook:(sang by Joya)
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
I want to know right now what's it gonna be
Ey, ey, ey, 2 pistols, ey, blood money, money
By all means instead of 2 beat, call me
Young triple beam, got fish scale, got oil base
Lawyer paid
a son by this bitch he dated
Shorty waited for two dead case kid
He'd get them niggas kids if he couldn't get them
Then one day out of the blue, BAM!