Lyrics:
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o'Georgia peach
Down on Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
Leaning heavy on the end
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o'Georgia peach
Down on Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
Leaning heavy on the end
vision comes clear, the serpents coils are moving
And now I can see two eyes that are blazing at me in the dark
A sinewy form, I'm not here alone!
yeah
The needle on the spinning wheel
Collecting silver coil
It gathers heat without you
Whether or not you're turned from it
It's a quick turn
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o'Georgia peach
Down on Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
Leaning heavy on the end
to find
A guide in this life at all? I'm not alone
But I'm feeling lucky
'Cause I've got the dearest friends of all
I'm a fast-moving hip-shooting
Cyclical, springlike, it binds, moving forth, with seamless edges
Like solar plexus break
Like an opening
A coil for all mortality
A root replaced
Good wedding bad wedding
A coil pot problem a constant mover
They're trying to mythologise everything
She cleans gutters
Cleaning out the sink pipe
Said, she's born to be wild and she can't be tamed
And all she wants in life is fortune and fame
So she keeps on moving, moving right along
Even
anything!
Tell di judge, tell di jury
My lawyer Tom Tavares
Don't try violate da baddest
Man on the planet anyboy start this!
Bullseye moving target
Bullseye
Transport to the city
Powered by electrons
Moving very silent
Just the hum of the motor
Turn up the voltage
To accelerate momentum
Switch
Cause and effect
In vessels getting wrecked
Climates distorted
Putting chaos in check
Direct hit on targets
Moving in regardless
Faceless in
winged steed to see the golden weir
Birthright of Olympus within this mortal coil
Straining always to attain rightful power and skill
Equine muscles flex
To the market’s endless coil
Decentralized no middle man
Empowering the global clan
Bitcoins in the virtual space
Moving fast no time to waste
Bitcoins a new
yeah
The needle on the spinning wheel
Collecting silver coil
It gathers heat without you
Whether or not you're turned from it
It's a quick turn
Time is the next best thing
We can be anything
Style is the way you swing
Moving to everything
I've got electric fire racing through an empire
Roll down the window
Let in the breeze
There's nothing here moving
Not even the trees
I'm silently screaming
I find it so hard to breathe
In my inner galaxy
Is there something left for me?
Through the mirror there i go
Always moving
As we speak, the end is near
You're farther than
In my inner galaxy
Is there something left for me?
Through the mirror there I go
Always moving
As we speak, the end is near
You're farther than
forgiveness.
And so you know I will give them this.
Oh!
Living in the future now,
Why know I'm moving much too fast.
I feel like I'm dying even though I'm
of Otherworld
Stars Scattered Amongst the Dust
Moving Skyward the Branch of Death
Infinite, Our Legions Formed
Life Has Ceased
Signs Drawn In Blood
Prophet
home)
Screamin
In the distance
Arrows
Loose the slings
Calling
In a tunnel
Disrobe
Catch the wings
Flying (Ants on the ground moving)
In the atmosphere
Hello
We Are Moving
Don’t let ‘em break you into pieces
Feeling Liberated
Dream we initiated
Made it Pass the jaded
Of un-invigorated agents
Talking
style a we mek style
Gal a model in hair style
Me love you cute smile
Me haffi pop off you thick coil
Dollars a run like River Nile
Kex style a we mek
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