Lyrics:
Well, I wish that I was on old Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Cause there ain't no smog, no smoke on Rocky Top
Ain't no telephone bill
Now
to him.)
PILATE
I will not have my fwends widiculed by the common soldiewy.
(He walks slowly towards the other GUARDS.)
PILATE
Now ... anyone else feel
cheek
We are what we eat
The weak have such tender meat
Tonight we feast
Welcome nuclear winter
Hibernation in humanity's splinters
Broken by its own
(Merry Christmas, you filthy animal)
Now the jingle hop has begun
Me and Tony we pull up with all the bitches and the hoes
Gotcha yo mans' looking up
city
But now we live in a violet jacaranda valley
Surrounded by the deep blue sea
Can we exorcise this toxic city
This toxic city
This toxicity
the dog
Look at the sky without the smog
See the world laugh at the farmers feeding hogs
Eat hot dogs
What a pity
That the people from the city
the dog
Look at the sky without the smog
See the world laugh at the farmers feeding hogs
Eat hot dogs
What a pity
That the people from the city
a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that
to get ourselves back to the garden
Though can I walk beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Now
Washingtons, Jeffersons, Jacksons on the captain's log
They'd rather lead us to the grayest water poison, deadly smog
Mass un-blackening, it's happening, you
keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies
It's too late to love me now
You have never shown me
It's too late to love me now
You
Sometimes, you gotta be direct with the people, y'know like
Give it to 'em (c'mon)
Yo!
Give it to 'em
GET, UP, NOW!
Yo, we keep it type raw,
Merecedes wrecked, in the Mobil
That's on the real deal, your credit's off, how you feel?
Give me my meat back, now think back, you sing on four-track
That lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the trackin' off
Marijuana smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog
Come on, homie, listen to the voice of reason
Look at me, Look at me, Look at me
Look at me now
Step by step i can fly
Will can find on my way
I don't care with you say
I am hustle everyday
I come
to, get, up, right, now
And, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you
You, you
Yeah, alright yeah, alright yeah, alright yeah
Alright yeah, alright
wondering oh
Now I'm just wondering
Could you ever turn around
Oh the fog
Of my mind left the trails ahead of us completely out of sight
Oh the smog
From my
I'm so turned up it make you look turnt down
Now, I turn your smile to a frown
I'm the king that wear the crown
Keep your eyes to the ground
Now
a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that
bo-ties
Transportin through a airport securities
In cahoots with the San Juan authorities
Hated by majorities, loved by minorities
Uhh,
I'm coming through the fog like I'm ready to jog,
Dipping through Manhattan breathing smog.
City on fire and they coming correct,
And I'm always game
Time was when an American about to go abroad would be warned by his friends or the guidebooks not to drink the water. But times have changed, and now
tapes
And the smog from LA
And so I'll surf these dunes
And hum my tunes
And now I'm
Hanging low
And driving high
Like tide and noon
I'm just passing by
Wherever you find him, you'll find me, just look (strolling down the avenue)
Closer than a miser or the bloodhounds to Liza
Closer than smog when it clings
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