Ooh sing it
Cavemen dwell here
There's a circus in the sky
A place where dreamers dream
And we all can fly

Oh my
Trip to the bottleshop
Gotta pop, knock knock
Would you like to wobble
'Till the rythm hop
'Till the women cock

Major flavour hey

Oh oh dear God
Can you get the kitten wet
Can you leap with frogs
Can you look into the sky
'Cause it's written in blood
And the music in your mind
Is unconditional love

I can hear destiny echo off my fear
Whispering, I can just feel the beat

If we build it they will come

To camp on the moon when the world's gold
Look back at my

When wrestling tigers
And wild when I'm flying

Did you like your lips
In my garden
Won't stop 'till the jukebox

With a fat wooden oar
Oh my I couldn't soar
This in my belly anymore
Mental cages
Telly at the door

I need some music to relax my mind
I need some music so I can recline
I need some music that can chill me out
I need some music I can think about

Everybody like the good rythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house here sure give up
To the people in the back and the front row
Everyboy like the good rythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house give it up
To the crew walked in that

Lower the drawbridge to get over the
And we don't sink 'cause
And observing the perks like a wise owl
The stools in search of a slice bowl
You a nice girl at the top of the ferris wheel
Getting acquainted with the sun rays, it's rare
It's reeling in the feeling to the way you purr
But you won't be mowed in the way I stir the cauldron

All I want is to marry a sultans daughter
And be invisible when no one's looking
I'm an easy route touch my willy wood whooper

Damn straight I would like to tell you how
I would like to get into you
My engine
But you stepped on a couple pennies in a mud hole

When we drift on the sidewalk
Big beautiful glassy eyeballs
Step out the booth drenched in wet clothes

I got a head full of memories a head full of blues
I got a head full of chemistry a head full of booze
I got a head full of dick for obnoxious folk
I got a head full of I wanna

I need some music to relax my mind
I need some music so I can recline
I need some music that can chill me out
I need some music I can think about

I need some progress
Are we ready to roll, yes

Oh baby it's so fresh
Put your pedal to the metal in your shitbox ride
We got that bomb bounce, jump down
Get up and touch the sky

Forget this I'm not making my bed
I hate the motherfucking club, stop breaks your necks
I got hands in the air like whippodeedoohaa
Intelligence hits when you look at it too hard

Ooh let's break free of this spell
People see when they yell
Sing to the song boy going straight into the convoy

Everybody like the good rythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house here sure give up
To the people in the back and the front row
Everyboy like the good rythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house give it up
To the crew walked in that

I need some music to relax my mind
I need some music so I can recline
I need some music that can chill me out
I need some music I can think about

Praise to the weapon inspector for coming up with the bomb
We were just frisked by an old woman in the back lane
Watch your step