Lyrics:
semi-detached suburban Mr. Most
I can see you in the morning time
Washing day, the weather's fine
Hanging things upon the line
And as your life slips away, ay,
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
talking all detached, so tell us
Where are you going?
To the bottom
Do you hear us?
We are rotting
We're going down
In a spiral to the ground
signs.
Semi-detached in our suburban-ness ---
We're living in these hard times.
Well I tried to settle down Fulham Broadway
And I tried to make my home in Golders Green
But I gotta get that train
And go back home again
Oh how
will he?
And the two of you just walk through the door
You're a quick change artist
Always in the mood for a change
Baby you're a quick change
Don't mind me
I'm dead asleep
I crashed on impact
Hearts so detached
Fast asleep
Saw you again
You took my hand
Off to neverland
I'm in a dream
I'm
Well he says to me
"I'm what I want to be"
Detached reactor
Full time pro actor
Late stage combater
No cage no master
Patch it in make it end
in our hands all wasted on greed?
Am I a prisoner to instincts or do my thoughts just live
As free and detached as boats to the dock?
Just like
Zack Junior
Gears in tact with the black Supra's
Knife in the gun fight, trying to stab Rugers
Nigga your time is comin'
Fuck with me and your time
the artist's soon
A never-ending flow – the artist's style, the artist's soon
The secrets you will know
You are the second in the time
I see your dreams, you see
artist"
[Quik] Doin much damage in the ninety-two
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now DJ Quik is
the
Currents of his time
This is not a popular role
Yet in retrospect, we see how the artist's
Fidelity has strengthened
The fibre of our national life
If
moves
Detached to protect others more than myself
Well I'm afraid of how this ends
No comfort in absolutes
No places without time
I am
I don't want to say "I love you"
That would give away too much.
It's hip to be detached and precious,
The only thing you feel is vicious.
I
The cottage is windswept
Now there's only sorrow here
Follow evacuation signs
You're detached and broken
And so sentimental now
Remembering
Ego Brain
Maggot eyes
So far gone
In due time - time
Gleaming find
All but pure
Worn in time
Straight to hell - hell
His pride, severed
Detached
pull up to his mansion alone
And don't come in with all that gun play
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Where it had been left
Hundreds of years ago
Extract from the depth
Is but a setting sun
Paradise is scarce
In this light that won't shine
What is
Where it had been left
Hundreds of years ago
Extract from the depth
Is but a setting sun paradise is scarce
In this light that won't shine
What
in misery
Waved goodbye to my past life
Detached from time
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Mm-mm-mm
Yeah, turn me up
Ah-mm-yeah
Mm-hey-hmm
Been a minute since I've been in my bag
I've gotten so far detached
Summer's gotten darker
Discuss these artist/Detached-in-Time/2138802604 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In