Lyrics:
it looks like a carrot
And it tastes like a carrot
Is it a carrot, man?
Be kind to the animals
Be kind to the trees
Take care of the earth
Take
If you want some money, comon baby work it with me
We can make some honey, flying like sweet bumblebees
By means of amphetamines, comon work it with
plight of poets, drift away
Cursed by this knowledge
Imma have to take some pills to sleep today
I'm feeling all your hate, tenfold from the last day
Go
one believed what we saw that night
A figure tall and slender like trees
We barely escaped by hiding underground
And since then he was never at ease
Day by day, night after night
Blinded by the neon lights
Hurry here, hustlin' there
No one's got the time to spare
Money's tight, nothin' free
Day by day, night after night
Blinded by the neon lights
Hurry here, hustlin' there
No one's got the time to spare
Money's tight, nothin' free
and the plains
Some were kind and gentle, and some too wild to tame
A string of fearless hearts, on an endless ball of twine
It's the same old train, it's just
the monster
We love and we prosper
Yeah you know what’s real
Oh oh oh oh a new kind of love
Oh oh oh oh right here, right now
Oh oh oh oh a new kind of love
Watch to ‘fun'
‘Cause it's hide and seek
Hunted by musical monsters
Ain't that what you wanted?
You came for some games and a bite
The doors have all
feelings
I love on my steps to rarefy greetings
I'm a day dreamer, night thinker, past viewer
You've never saw that kind of pen smoker
On a mystical path, in
the glare on neon street
Hear the sound or pay the price
For a piece of paradise
Cut and made to suit your needs
Concrete smooth between the trees
In
were just stupid kids out in the backyard
Fighting monsters and madness
That tried to swallow up our families
We were just stupid kids
We took some dark
with a spliff and some espresso
To be fully flourished by 21 is something special SOS
If stress show up, leveled head is essential
And I'm dressed
night neon light with some Dixie champagne, girl
It's time to get you back in the game, girl
You're way too pretty to be sitting on the sideline
Day by day, night after night
Blinded by the neon lights
Hurry here, hustlin' there
No one's got the time to spare
Money's tight, nothin' free
kind of person
You might see what's on the surface
But inside you'll find a monster lurking searching for a purge
I'm a symbol to the people seeking
ever stay
She said would you show some goddamn gratitude for this place
I say there's a monster inside of me you say you're coming out
I say it's
Our like minds, your kind eyes
Divine like, divine like
Whoa
It's just by a thread that we hold
I cannot fathom the thoughts of someone acting bold
some hookers hookin' up with some politicans
And some athletes and some college niggas
Send your missus on all kind of missions
I'm the sickest nigga
Take a walk down the boulevard
Marina de Rey
I‘ve got some money in my pocket
You know I just got paid
Little hottie by the jukebox
Giving me the eye
agree
On love for money trees
On a good day
We pull up to the bank and we stuff it in a briefcase
I need mine no debate
Or you gon see some bloodstains
you try
And I wish I had not just given in so I could roll over in the morning
So I could still see your eyes open up
And I kind of hope you feel it too
and weather
Don't it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
Some, three W's only for
and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch
Take them
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