Swing On Low-Willis Earl Beal

歌手 : Willis Earl Beal
专辑 : Acousmatic Sorcery
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:24

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TXT Swing On Low-Willis Earl Beal 文本歌词

Swing On Low - Willis Earl Beal
Heaven blessed me gave their care
Look around nobody is there
There's no more less than before
Times passes through an open door
Realize that there is no floor
Calculators broken so there is no score
Mi a more manifest adore
Marks on the board from your late phone call
Jack of hearts don't cut the queen
Bones vacant there never was no king
Earls coming with the switching of the scene
Sprout a stock only got one bean
Enchanted got a bottomless head
Rode out to a valley out there
Ain't and drank like it never been fed
From liquid and the flesh that bled
All was break till he found his fate
Parallel power at the end of the hour
Clocks dead so there is no late
Just fake dualites that exceed to cower
Showered shoes so he lifts his fist
Caught a rare fish number one on his list
Then let it go he had the bliss
Nope insist the hits he received the jist
Swing on low
In the flow for the souls who don't know
Down the hole
Swing on low
In the flow for the souls who don't know
Down the hole
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Big punk small time still in my prime
In the coopdodaloop of a satisfied mind
I'm the bunny rock hopper the lyrics all down
I'm a dance in a trance
Till they put me in the pound
I ain't satisfied unless I'm acting a fool
I'm a caffinated chap microphone is my tool
I'm shiver fit pissed with a shovel in my fist
Got my graveyard boots as I hide in the mist
I'm a fiend full of feeling got a bone like a rocket
And a motive so loko no bozos can stop it
Frogman hop it if the wall I can't knock it
Then the clatter chitter chatter
Don't matter if I drop it
One hand in my pocket the other on the bar
I'm seating back on the seat
In the night I'm going far
Cocoa butter on my hands
Pulpary on my pants
I'm sitting still in the sun
Because I know in advance
Swing on low in the flow
For the souls who don't know
Down the hole
Swing on low
In the flow for the souls who don't know
Down the hole
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low
Swing on low