We are suns nation And we do creation Of perfect temptation By sound is the mission Thrugh the darkness of future past A chant between two worlds
is still a choice well maybe and maybe not niggas rhymin like the guy 80 glock im home watching i love the 80s stop picture the ocean with the panoramic
It's 10 a.m. and I just woke up Walked to the window and opened the shades up Sun so bright that I can hardly see But I'm a black man so I pass on a tan
'll be Indiana Bones in the Temple of Poontang Fuckin that cunt like a maniac Steamin up my back windows of my '86 Pontiac Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink By 10
so I can see who beepin this po pimp Spring to the phone with a slow limp In a trip that shitted with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10 Three line connection As the
shit Yeah he paid, notice it Sleepin', who? No can do Motivation, ocean view How I get it? Bitch, you trippin' Ain't got nothin' to do with you You can look into my eyes
face in the mirror What a terrible sight Lily white turning to raspberry (When it burns you rub on the lotion if it stings you sit in the ocean,
It was a cold day in London Dark clouds rumbling Grabbed the yellow pages under the bed I noticed an ad, it said 'Indian summer', '10 days of wonder' '
Two teardrops (Two teardrops) Two teardrops were floatin' down the river One teardrop said to the other "I'm from the soft blue eyes of a woman in love
will fall tonight vesper shines from 9 to 10 echo and the bunnymen close your eyes and take a walk tonight return, return mine is the ocean return,
I'm getting paid [2] - I'm coming from the valley staning em slanning em Got my clavo small paper tall Rising realizing sizing em up From smuggling a cross the ocean
'll damage ya Suckers saying (naaah, dis kid can't be from canada)<-showbiz? That's what they all say, after I slay I'm 5 foot 10, but I'm a giant
doesn't do it anymore he gets tears in his eyes when you ask him why and says "the ugliest stretch of ocean floor 10 years ago is a thousand times more
on me Oh, my God, where have you gone Anyway? On the ocean I think we're taking on water A storm is on the way But I will hold on anyway 10,000 leagues
vast emptiness That stretches as far as you can see, there are no signs of life Only a grainy blue sea that moves around you Like some kind of drunken ocean
Pontoon put-put with the tape on 10 Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine. I'm sliding the sunfish up through the wakes Coming up too quick, making
my doubts Thank you to the Holy Spirit living within me Though times I may grieve You, the Son has cleansed me No longer fear the terrors of night If 10
respect I lost, the measure of a man... 10.000 steps down, round and round One night on the town and I'm hell bound Black oceans beneath come and swallow
