Lyrics:
falling (falling)
Now I know that he's no longer falling (falling, no longer falling)
[Lead: Arjen Lucassen]
[Guitars: TN]
[Bass: TN]
[Keyboards: TN]
There's this one band that I like to hear
They are the most pleasing to my ear
Keyboards give their sound quite a kick
And their demo songs never
my mella yella boy
On the drums, we got Stan the guitar man dropping the rhythm
We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the whole posse
In this
remember it too
I will never love you more than
dancing to Phil Spektor
I will never love you more than
my Casiotone keyboard.
I will never love you more
I got my keyboard
Symbols all ready
Pull up the strings
And leave the bottom all heavy
Palms all sweaty
This feels like a dream
Little excited,
He gone set up a lick
Hardcore to the bone
No keyboard thuggin on the phone
I'm too hard for a soft nigga
No nigga wont pull the trigga
Just cause
friend named justin.
yeah we talk a lot of shit.
and we can plan a few ben folds songs on our keyboards, but we're not that great, so that's pretty much
the kitchen scene is damp and sticky
they're lined up at the keg of PBR
we're yelling conversations
thru the floor you hear the keyboards and guitar
I'm getting
the kitchen scene is damp and sticky
they're lined up at the keg of PBR
we're yelling conversations
thru the floor you hear the keyboards and guitar
I'm getting
scene is damp and sticky
they're lined up at the keg of PBR
we're yelling conversations
thru the floor you hear the keyboards and guitar
I'm getting kind
scene is damp and sticky
they're lined up at the keg of PBR
we're yelling conversations
thru the floor you hear the keyboards and guitar
I'm getting kind
på seg/
Lille Eirik spilte keyboard og var heldig som faen/
da Terje Pedersen fikk Eirik til å signere med han/
men nå har han sminke på seg/ nå har
the kitchen scene is damp and sticky
they're lined up at the keg of PBR
we're yelling conversations
thru the floor you hear the keyboards and guitar
I'm getting
on the check, make the banker ask if I took a nap on a keyboard homie, yeah
Cut-throat flows and the beats are solid
We made it ourselves, took no detour, went
einsteigst und mein Stuff klaust
Ich weiß nicht
Manchmal fühlt’s sich so an
Mit Brecheisen grad’ die Tür aufgemacht
Meine Uhr, mein Keyboard und mein
to
Niggas typin on keyboards nun better to do
I just tell em stay smoove and chuck up the deuce
Never forgetting from where i came respect the roots
I'm
腐败
天下太平之间
布告三界危险
鬼神众人皆不言
唯我声连绵
制作人 Producer:猴子
吉他 Guitar:猴子
贝斯 Bass:老阚
鼓 Drum:申岚
键盘 Keyboard:陈缘
和声 Harmony:陈缘
录音 Recording:猴子 陈缘
混音/母带 Remix:一丁
封面设计
rats, yeah, they G-Force (they G-Force)
Told your bitch give me space like a keyboard (yeah)
Oh my Lord (oh my Lord)
I'm in her throat like a Altoid
is vast
Take a minute look on genius with ya pickadilly ass
With the grime on your keyboard that's causing disease
I won't let you point that shit
keyboard'da parmaklar vardır kara altın
piçlerin sözüne inandın etkisi altında kaldın
stresler sırtlan kaliteden düştün kırtlan
çek bir fırt duman bütün
their minds
Screaming through their keyboards
With threats upon my life
They must think I'd be frightened
And sitting here in fear
But really, I'm
like a keyboard
Need to pick a side like a see saw
How can I be more
Clear
I've been aware
I just pull up on an opp and go bam B like I hit that deer uh
Bett lbevor der Weckruf kommt
Mit der Airforce One Richtung
"black hole sun"
Typ der sich hinters Piano klemmt
Und dann im Kerzenschein überm Keyboard
Vocals
Paul Brokaw Keyboards Vocals
Richie Cannata Saxophone
Riki Shutter Drums
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