Lyrics:
Far, far away,
beyond all sorts of countries, seas, and rivers,
there stood a beautiful empire, ruled by a brutish emperor.
There lived a poor young
Baby I'll be around
Room 1420 if you're down
She's from the bright lights
I'm from the big city
She's gotta nice ass and got
some big oooh wee
Oh lord
and make my whole self clean
And so I could do with a great big wave to drift and take me home tonight
Taste of the salty air and feel of the sea spray in
of the big Black Sea
Sitting down drinking blue & black tea
As I pay the fee to get the degree
By the tree of wisdom, breaking the system,
Shining like
away to sea
Full sails, bouncing on the briney
Asway about the spray and windy through the day
Tellin' by the swells an adventure's in the making
That's
time
See, maybe I'm too quiet for you
You probably never noticed me
But if you're too big to follow rivers
How you ever gonna find the sea?
So follow me
Well,I'll tell you a story that happened to me
One day as I went out to Youghal by the sea
The day it was hot, the sun it was warm
Says I 'A
a hateful phase
Bloody and dismayed, falling for the new big craze
Parasitic lies, while the weeks just pass me by
All my grand designs, murdered by the march
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus"
just somewhere I gotta go
I'm always headed for the sea
From California to the big city (one more show)
Is all I ever needed from tomorrow
We don't
This time tomorrow, where will we be?
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea
This time tomorrow, what will we know?
Will we still be
This time tomorrow, where will we be?
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea
This time tomorrow, what will we know?
Will we still be
By the shore of the sea searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand weighing what he means to me
In the early morning haze seagulls seem
down (tell 'em girl)
Ay yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
manganese and light aluminum
And there roars a mighty furnace now to fight for Uncle Sam
Spawned upon the King Columbia by the big Grand Coulee Dam
In
roars a mighty furnace now to fight for Uncle Sam
Spawned upon the King Columbia by the big Grand Coulee Dam
In the misty crystal glitter of that wild
On a tabouret by the quay
Make your entrance
A trip across the sea
It's the big green apple a mayday
Ants are busy in the core
New York city a springday
threw some money at it
But I ain't talking bout no strip tease Raising capital im seeing big p's Two lines by the sea making big g's Two companies
on the income must fall to the sea
There is no escape from his Majesty
A long time he a tell you bout the duttie square breed
A long time he a tell you bout
Speak of my language
People I hang with
You can't find this in ya big book
Never heard before
My crew bitch look
Hellur, straight crown
through
The veins in my arms raised in a barn
By wolves raised by rain and the stars
A product of my environment
Dangerous and smart
Now I'm hunting all
on my own
I'm tired of always getting bullied by them
I just want to get it right
I just want to get that big cheque
And make my family proud of me
I
We run through the streets
We run to the beach
Way off the tracks
And by the wayside
Your by my side and so its all good
From hood to hood
We
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