Lyrics:
Pull up with my sword like a samurai, yeah
Pull up with my sword like a samurai, yeah
Shooters in the back I'm talkin' spiritually
Can't deny I got Holy Spirit in me, ya ya
I be skating fast-flying past these streets
777 counting guap ain't me
Jesus in my heart, yeah
Gucci on my feet, yeah
All of that is vanity but no not me, not me
Oh no not me
Meadows, be covered with grass,
Spread out a ground for the days.
Rainbow, harness
the fast-flying horses of the years.
See, the starry heaven is bored!
We weave our songs without its help.
Hey, you, Great Bear, demand
that they take us up to heaven alive!
Well, I'm a day at a time
I'm a day at a time
Well, I'm a seeker and knower
In a six man mind
'Cause I'm a traveling man
Yes, I'm a traveling man
Well, I'm a comer and a goer
In a six man band
Well, I'm a California man, my instrument in hand
I'm electrified
On a fast flying trip, dirty laundry in my grip
Mostly drip-dry
We got the seventeen jewels that dictate the rules
And the time to fly, as we're passing by
We just got the time to say hello, and then a fast good-bye
I'm a traveling man
Yes, I'm a traveling man
Well, I'm a comer and a goer in a six man band
Diamonds on my windshield
Tears from heaven
Pulling into town on the Interstate
Pulling a steel train in the rain
The wind bites my cheek through the wing
Fast flying, freeway driving
Always makes me sing
There's a Duster tryin' to change my tune
Pulling up fast on the right
Rolling restlessly, twenty-four hour moon
Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball head
Wishing he was home in a Wisconsin bed
Fifteen feet of snow in the East
Colder then a well digger's ass
Oceanside it ends the ride, San Clemente coming up
Sunday desperadoes slip by, gas station closed,
Cruise with a dry back
Orange drive-in the neon billin'
Theater's fillin' to the brim
Slave girls and a hot spurn bucket full of sin
Metropolitan area with interchange and connections
Fly-by-nights from Riverside
Black and white plates, out of state,
Running a little bit late
Sailors jockey for the fast lane
101 don't miss it
Rolling hills and concrete fields
The broken line's on your mind
Eights go east and the fives go north
The merging nexus back and forth
You see your sign, cross the line,
Signaling with a blink
The radio's gone off the air
Gives you time to think
You ease it out and you creep across
Intersection light goes out
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
Blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers 'home at last'
It whispers, whispers, whispers
'Home at last', home at last
Billy blew big blue balloons until the big blue balloon burst,
A flash-flood fluttering flustered fast-flying first.
Four furry ferrets furrow fervent fields for feasts,
Finally finish fast or your twist will never cease!
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Reborn in the stratosphere and Saturn-bound
Flying fast and miles off the ground
Jumped from the spaceship just to look around
And shot off his gun without making a sound
Davy, Davy Crockett
King of this brand new place
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Off went his rocket at the speed of light
Flying so fast there was no day or night
Messing around with the fabric of time
He knows who's guilty 'fore there's even a crime
Davy, Davy Crockett
The buckskin astronaut
Davy, Davy Crockett
There's more than we were taught
Hiding in the cargo was a robot drone
Programmed to destroy Davy's spaceship home
Davy switched out his brains, now the drone's a dog clone
Named him Copernicus and threw him a bone
Davy, Davy Crockett
King of this brand new place
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Davy, Davy Crockett
King of this brand new place
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Diamonds on my windshield
Tears from heaven
Pulling into town on the Interstate
Pulling a steel train in the rain
The wind bites my cheek through the wing
Fast flying, freeway driving
Always makes me sing
There's a Duster tryin' to change my tune
Pulling up fast on the right
Rolling restlessly, twenty-four hour moon
Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball head
Wishing he was home in a Wisconsin bed
Fifteen feet of snow in the East
Colder then a well digger's ass
Oceanside it ends the ride, San Clemente coming up
Sunday desperadoes slip by, gas station closed,
Cruise with a dry back
Orange drive-in the neon billin'
Theater's fillin' to the brim
Slave girls and a hot spurn bucket full of sin
Metropolitan area with interchange and connections
Fly-by-nights from Riverside
Black and white plates, out of state,
Running a little bit late
Sailors jockey for the fast lane
101 don't miss it
Rolling hills and concrete fields
The broken line's on your mind
Eights go east and the fives go north
The merging nexus back and forth
You see your sign, cross the line,
Signaling with a blink
The radio's gone off the air
Gives you time to think
You ease it out and you creep across
Intersection light goes out
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
Blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers 'home at last'
It whispers, whispers, whispers
'Home at last', home at last
It's a Friday, we finally made it
I can't believe I get to see your face
You've been working and I've been waiting
To pick you up and take you from this place
Love on the weekend, love on the weekend
Like only we can, like only we can
Love on the weekend, love on the weekend
I'm coming up and I'm loving every minute of it
You be the DJ, I'll be the driver
You put your feet up in the getaway car
I'm flying fast like a, a wanted man
I want you, baby, like you can't understand
Oh, love on the weekend, love on the weekend
We found a message in a bottle we were drinking
Love on the weekend, love on the weekend
I hate your guts 'cause I'm loving every minute of it
I gotta leave ya, it's gonna hurt me
My clothes are dirty and my friends are getting worried
Down there below us, under the clouds
Baby, take my hand and pull me down, down, down, down
And I'll be dreamin' of the next time we can go
Into another serotonin overflow
Love on the weekend, love on the weekend
I'm busted up but I'm loving every minute of it
Love on the weekend
Love on the weekend
I'm looking for a little love
I'm looking for a little love, oh yeah
Love on the weekend
Love on the weekend
Love on the weekend
Ai - ai - ai - ai - ai
Love is fast like fingers flying
Love is soft like years of crying
While the spices interlace
Love' s got a fresh strawberry taste
And when the peddler cries strawberries
That' s when my heart replies, strawberries
Love tastes like strawberries
Met my love in the market place
My heart stopped when I saw his face
The very man said won' t you try this
We looked, we bought, we stole a kiss
The berries are gone and spring has pass
But I know my love will always last
For rain has gone with a sudden haste
Love' s got a fresh strawberry taste
Ai - ai - ai - ai - ai
Summer, not a bit of breeze
Neon signs are shining through
The tired trees lovers walking to and fro
Everyone has someone and a place to go
Listen, hear the cars go past
They don't even see me flying by so fast
Lovers walking to and fro
Everyone has someone and a place to go
Ah, where do you go
When you feel that your brain
Your brain is on fire?
The spaceship is
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Come on babe
Back to the moon
Visit the stars
Do it on mars
Baby lets
Kiss the stars goodnight
Visit the stars
Do it on mars
Visit the stars
Do it on mars
Do it on mars
Baby
The spaceship is
Flying too fast
Flying too fast
I think baby
I was controlled
Passing the moon
Dont do it on mars
Baby
I spot a ship that made your time
Visit the stars
Do it on mars
Visit the stars
Do it on mars
Do it on mars
I was controlled
Baby
To waltz out on space
To waltz out on space....
The damage is done, you can tell by the cuts in my skin
Ain't no running away from all of the painful things
If my heart hits the ground, you know it'll leave a stain
I see your foot on the ledge, I know that you feel the same
Let's jump out of this window together
Jumping out of the window
Well, flying fast as the wind goes for love
Jumping out of the window, yeah
Flying fast as the wind goes for love
Jumping out of the window with my heart on fire
When you find the strength to carry on
Don't you know you got nothing to fear?
Flying in the fast lane and burning down
Turning down the highway to you
Tell you, I'd do anything just to be where you are
Your love is the reason, I made it this far
Now the young days are going past
Can you make it to the end of the line?
Summer, not a bit of breeze
Neon signs are shining through
The tired trees lovers walking to and fro
Everyone has someone and a place to go
Listen, hear the cars go past
They don't even see me flying by so fast
Moving, going who knows where
Only thing I know is I'm not going there
Where do you go
When you feel that your brain is on fire?
Oh summer, not a bit of breeze
Neon signs are shining through the tired trees
Lovers walking to and fro
Everyone has someone and a place to go
Listen, hear the cars come, pass
They don't even see me flying by so fast
They're moving, going who knows where
Only thing I know is I am not going there
Where do you go
When you feel that your brain is on fire
Where do you go
When you don't even know what it is you desire
Listen, laughter everywhere
Hear it, life is in the air
As the night comes and the town awakes
Sound of children calling
And the squeal of brakes
Music but a lonely song
When you can't help wondering
Where do I belong
When you can't help wondering
Where do I belong
Summer,
Not a bit of breeze,
Neon signs are shining,
Through the tired trees,
Lovers,
Walking to and fro,
Everyone has someone,
And a place to go
Now listen,
Hear the cars go past,
They don't even see me,
Flying by so fast,
Moving,
Going who knows where,
Only thing I know is,
I'm not going there
Where do you go,
When you feel that your brain is on fire,
Where do you go when you don't even know
What it is you desire,
Listen
Laughter everywhere,
Hear it
Life is in the air,
As the night comes
And the town awaits,
Sound o' children calling
And the squeal of brakes,
Music
But a lonely sound
When you can't help wond'ring
Where do I belong
Time is jammed and flying fast
Breaks the bed and the pots hold rough
I'm out here running from the past
What we had was not enough
And she just touched down in Hollywood
And her friends all say she's looking good
I saw it coming from the start
She's a moving work of art
The night is thick and the moon rings red
And the stars are out of place
My mind is liquid in my head
Beneath the waves I see her face
Then she pulls herself some tall coin gown
Turning heads out there in tinsel town
She's so cool, it breaks your heart
She's a moving work of art
Who we were and what we had
Keeps me guessing to this day
It's enough to drive you mad
She's a million miles away
Bet she's out there thinking on her feet
Making passes through [Incomprehensible] complete
She's as smooth as she is smart
She's a moving work of art
You see how she sets herself apart
She's a moving work of art
I'm not a jet, I am a propellerhead,
I don't wait, but not as fast,
Flying smooth and slightly turned.
Diverse dudes seem to overtake,
Don't let them make you doubt your magnificent move.
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Reborn in the stratosphere and Saturn-bound
Flying fast and miles off the ground
Jumped from the spaceship just to look around
And shot off his gun without making a sound
Davy, Davy Crockett
King of this brand new place
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Off went his rocket at the speed of light
Flying so fast there was no day or night
Messing around with the fabric of time
He knows who's guilty 'fore there's even a crime
Davy, Davy Crockett
The buckskin astronaut
Davy, Davy Crockett
There's more than we were taught
Hiding in the cargo was a robot drone
Programmed to destroy Davy's spaceship home
Davy switched out his brains, now the drone's a dog clone
Named him Copernicus and threw him a bone
Davy, Davy Crockett
King of this brand new place
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
Davy, Davy Crockett
King of this brand new place
Davy, Davy Crockett
Traveling through outer space
The shadows of the night are on their flight
Never saw the light
Silent strangers slow and fast
Without future without past
Flying through the streets of an endless town
The way to nowhere up and down
People locked the doors of their floors
Shadows are fast like a flying horse
A short attack, like a maniac
Confused by the ghost in black
When the moon is shining bright
They leave their graves as shadows of the night
Calmer, calmer
We're calmer, together
Stronger, Stronger
We are Stronger Together
Riding fast, Riding fast
Flying low, Flying low
Dreaming fast, Dreaming fast
Waking slow, waking slow
Sliding through the snow
Sliding through the snow
When you have to you're sliding through the snow
Sailing on a boat
Sailing on the boat
When we have to, we're sailing on the boat
Rushing past, present goes
Where to go, no one knows
One time, one time it's just for a one time, one time
One night, one night it's just for a one night, one night
Riding fast, Riding fast
Flying low, Flying low
Dreaming fast, Dreaming fast
Waking slow, waking slow
Here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go
Sliding through the snow
Sliding through the snow
When you have to you're sliding through the snow
Sailing on a boat
Sailing on the boat
When we have to, we're sailing on the boat
Can we go back in time
To a familiar life, where we can just have fun tonight
We worry to much, we hurry and we rush
Can we just slow down tonight
Life feels so fast sometimes in my mind I try to make it last
Can we slow down and take a look around and smell the grass
Flying past, life's so fast, flying past, life's so fast
Do we take the time, to look back through our lives
The best and worst of memories arrive
Looking back, flying past, life's so fast, I can't grasp
Life feels so fast sometimes in my mind I try to make it last oh
Can we slow down and take a look around and smell the grass
Flying past, life's so fast, flying past, life's so fast
Only with you I want to stay
Flying across (the) space away
I am feeling like a real king
And beneath us is everything
I haven't treasures nor estates
But I offer something great
Over the tops of oldest trees
Your flying soul plays with me
(The) wind is a stroke when the air is clean
Such a view I've never seen
Pleasure of freedom, I can fly
Further, further, high so high
[chorus]
Fast my magic, fast
Flying across the skyline
My free heart at last
Forever will be mine
Close to you, alone with me
Crossing skies or sailing seas
For my magic is fancy-made
But my illusions never fade
Pleasure of reedom, I can fly
Further, further, high so high
[chorus]
Back through the door, bag full of smoke
Sit back, relax and max with the hoes
Chat with my folks, laughin' at jokes
I’m hard to the core and she bad to the bone
Ask her to bone, chats on the phone
Her three friends with her
Just'a tagging along
As for the flow, back to the song
Flashbacks only bring me back to that thong
Cause we been getting
We’ve been getting high all week
Smoking, drinking
I’m her drug and she get high off me
Now I’m back to the store
Blunt wrapped, full of 'dro
Roll it back in that Backwood
Pass it and smoke
Want to get her high so I pass her the most
She want that bread and butter so
I pass her the toast
That A$AP motto is "party, get high"
We back to the future that Marty McFly
Sometimes I think about the past
Seems like the time is flying fast
So how my presence always last
The future’s always going back
La la la la la la la la la
Back to the future, that Marty McFly
Back through the door, back from the store
Back to the wall with my back to the wall
Rollin' up a blunt, passing it off
Ass on the floor, cash back on the floor
Mack with the broads, chat to the whores
"There go my niggas" dap to my dawgs
I prey on that pussy, chat with the Lord
Seem how it seems like I had it before
I think back, way back ran with my memories
We was getting high, sippin' on Hennessy
Now it's like lean thinkin' back seat
Way back riding on something clean, knamean
Twenty-tens
We don't do the teens now it's twenty-eleven
Let me know something take her
Back to my session
Back to the pad, now I’m back on that ass
Back to the future, back to the past
Sometimes I think about the past
Seems like the time is flying fast
So how my presence always last
The future’s always going back
La la la la la la la la la
Back to the future, that Marty McFly
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