Lyrics:
Everybody comes to Hollywood
They're gonna make it in the neighbourhood
They like the smell of it in Hollywood
How could it hurt you when it looks so
'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth.
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
Up on th' hill
Down by the river
By the ocean
Across the field
By the word
Of the boognish
Lordy lordy lord
I'm comin' home
When I was younger
My
of
Don't say you haven't noticed
The smell of money is all about me
I just can't rid myself
Of it's overpowering bouquet
My inner beauty cursed with
you should be here
And it's so for real to touch
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone
Walk on by
Smell the wind of tomorrow
I don't know why
But I cant seem to find myself
Walk on by
Smell the wind of tomorrow
I don't know why
But I
(D.A. got that)
(D.A. got that dope)
I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
I don't belong,
the wind and warmed up by the sun
Smell of pine trees, I went there to hide
Smell of hop steam, I went there to free my mind
Smell of ginger, I
down my pay
Looks like this time I'm gonna get to stay
I'm a union man, now, all the way
The smell of the leaves
From the magnolia trees in
Don't sacrifice what you can't live without for the sake of imagery when your mirror is dirty
Blinded by the light from what you perceive
buddies.|They're just horsin' around, gettin' ready.|One by one, he watched them die.|Just scared kids and he don't know why.|He's the only one to make it out
'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth.
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
I find myself just this way
My body keeps on moving
But my style gets in my way
Find out just how tall I am
By jumping in the middle of a river
I dreamed of kush blunts
Hot fashion and females
She never smoked once but love
The way the weed smells
Pistols in the front
Choppers on the back
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
Joy passed by
A temporary tickling
Joy passed by
A temporary tickling
Where all smells were right
Is it worth the risk
Of a former Life
Is it
I smell the fragrance
Of your hair
Feel your fingers and your breath
On my skin
When we're here alone like this
A crazy world makes perfect
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
you should be here
And it's so for real to touch
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone
Baby, I'm amazed by you
The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me
Baby you surround me
You
you should be here
And it's so for real to touch
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone
money you got?
Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either
Here, smell this, this
I see the grass beneath me
I smell the winter sky
And think to myself
Don't pass me by
You dance in strange conditions with strangers
tortured by hundred spears
I’m willing to
I won’t let go
I can’t help myself away
Every time I smell your fragrance
I smell your fragrance
You just take my
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