Lyrics:
Hot winds and hunger cries, Ethiopia
Flies in your babies' eyes, Ethiopia
Walking sticks on burning plains
Betrayed by politics
Abandoned by
The bottom got the funk
We got the funk
I'm high as the wind so I blow minds
Curb hanger and hopper at the oracle of hipster
Just like Black Caesar my depths
and the b.u.l.l.d.o.g.s.
Yo whole rock this, look
Yo brown is my complexion, I got that electric connection
Now who needs some protection?
We rocking hip-hop, come in
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long,
Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long,
and gore
Their bodies lay broken and scattered across the battle field
Like brown leaves blown by the wind
And I saw the four ride together to the top
Leaves Blown By The
Wind. And I Saw The For Ride Together To The
Top Of The Hill, While Below Them The Soldiers
Of Death Assembled All Those Who Would
to
The old reverend Brown, who preaches Sunday mass,
And the sea turned calm and blue
By the oceans door.
And the haunted river flowed with blood no more.
my time (time)
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke
If you don't know by now Doggy Dogg is a freak,
I'm gonna take my time (time)
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke
If you don't know by now
Doggy Dogg
It's true that Dublin's changing
Since the pillar was blown down
By the winds of violence that are buggering up the town
We used to solve our
my time (time)
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke
If you don't know by now Doggy Dogg is a freak,
It's very far away
It takes about a half a day to get there
If we travel by my dragonfly
No, it's not in Spain
But all the same you know, it's
While resting the other evening by the side of the road
I saw an old farmer in the field that he just hold
His face was all brown and wrinkled by
Sit by my side come as close as the air sharing a memory of grey
And wander in my words and dream about the pictures that I play of changes
Green
Ah love's gonna fly on the wind
When I gaze into your brown eyes again
All the things I've seen
And the places that I've been
Don't mean a thing
babies
Thin and brown and downright lazy
And they roll just like a river
A little wade will last forever
All the way
From Bourbon Street to Esplanade
They
yes you are
Like wine, you get better with time
So young and so naive
That I never once believed
That the memory of you would go through
Like wind
yes you are
Like wine, you get better with time
So young and so naive
That I never once believed
That the memory of you would go through
Like wind
(words and music by david palmer)
Grey the mist --- cold the dawn;
Cruel the sea and stern the shore.
Brave the man who sets his course
For albion.
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long,
cried
Days passed but not their pain
Tower earned its name
I had to watch them die
And their bodies
Were claimed by mine
Were claimed by mine!
Father why
raindrop like res-er-voir
I seen your her hip, move like j-ag-uar
Staring around like spoon
Till her eye brown shoot through the moon
I came to the door
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