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| 1. |
| 3:25 | 
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Wake up everyone
How can you sleep at a time like this Unless the dreamer is the real you Listen to your voice The one that tells you to taste past the tip of your tongue Lip and the neck will appear I don't wanna wake before The dream is over I'm gonna make it mine Yes i... i know it I'm gonna make it mine Yes i'll make it all mine I keep my life on a heavy rotation Requesting that it's lifting you up Up up and away And over to a table at the graditude cafe And i am finally there And all the angels they'll be singing Ah la la la ah la la la I la la la la love you I don't wanna break before The tour is over I'm gonna make it mine Yes i...i know it I'm gonna make it mine Yes i'll make it all mine And timing's everything and this time there's plenty I am balancing Careful and steady And reveling in energy that everyone's emitting I don't wanna wait no more No i wanna celebrate the whole world I'm gonna make it mine Because i'm following your joy I'm gonna make it mine Because i... i am open I'm gonna make it mine Yes i... i'm gonna show it Yes i'm gonna make it mine It's mine... Yes i will make it all mine |
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| 2. |
| 5:11 |
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I’m taking a moment just imaginin’
that I’m dancin’ with you I’m your pole and all you’re wearing is your shoes You got soul, you know what to do to turn me on until I write a song about you And you have your own engaging style And you’ve got the knack to vivify And you make my slacks a little tight, you may unfasten them if you like That’s if you crash and spend the night But you don’t fold, you don’t fade You’ve got everything you need, especially me Sister you’ve got it all You make the call to make my day In your message say my name Your talk is all the talk, sister you’ve got it all Curl your upper lip up and let me look around Ride your tongue along your bottom lip and bite down And bend your back and ask those hips if I can touch Because they’re the perfect jumping off point of getting closer to your Butterfly Well you float on by Oh kiss me with your eyelashes tonight Or Eskimo your nose real close to mine And let’s mood the lights and finally make it right But you don’t fold, you don’t fade, you’ve got everything you need Especially me Sister you’ve got it all You make the call to make my day In you message say my name Your talk is all the talk sister you’ve got it all You’ve got it all, you’ve got it all, you’ve got it all You’ve got it all, you’ve got it all, you’ve got it all You’ve got it all, you’ve got it all Doll I need to see you pull your knee socks up Let me feel you up side, down slide, in slide, out slide, over here Climb in my mouth now child Butterfly, well you landed on my mind Dammit you landed on my ear and then you crawled inside Now I see you perfectly behind closed eyes I wanna fly with you and I don’t wanna lie to you Cause I, cause I can’t recall a better days I’m coming to shine on the occasion You’re an open minded lady You’ve got it all And I never forget a face If I’m making my own I have my days Let’s face the fact here, it’s you that’s got it all You know that fortune favors the brave Well let me get paid while I make you breakfast The rest is up to you, you make the call You make the call to make my day In your message say my name Your talk is all the talk, sister you’ve got it all Cause I can’t recall a better day I’m coming to shine on the occasion You’re a sophisticated lady, oh you’ve got it all You’ve got it all, you’ve got it all, you’ve got it all (3x) You’ve got it all, you’ve got it all…. Butterfly, baby, well you’ve got it all |
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| 3. |
| 4:49 |
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A squirrel in the tree is he watching me
Does he give a damn? Does he care who I am? I'm just a man, is that all I am Are my manners misinterpreted words or only human? I'm human Murderous crow, hey what you know What you reading about, what you hold in your t-t-t-toes Is that a twig, are you a dove of peace A black dove undercover, with another puzzle piece Are you a riddle to solve all along? Or am I over thinking thoughts of human after all Only human Made of flesh, made of sand, just like you and The planet's talking about a revolution The natural laws ain't got no constitution They've got a right to live their own life But we keep paving over paradise 'Cause we're only human Yes we are, only human If it's our only excuse do you think we'll keep on being only human Yes we are Only human So far so far Up in the major's tree, the one he planted back when he was just a boy Thinking 1923 Thirty meters and a foot, take a look, take a climb What you'll find is the product of a seed The seed is sown, all alone It grows above, with a heart of love Sharp and shelter of the animals of land and cold weather breathing We're all breathing in The planet's talking about a revolution The natural laws ain't got no constitution They've got a right to live their own life But we keep paving over paradise 'Cause we're only human Yes we are, only human If it's our only excuse do you think we'll keep on being only human Yes we are, yse we are so far, so far And this place it will outlive me Before I get to heaven I'll climb that tree And I will have to give my thanks For giving me the branch to swing on If I ever fall in love I'll have to give myself a baby I will let my children have their way Because we're only human, yes we are yes we are so far so far so far so far so far |
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| 4. |
| 4:24 |
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I′ve got the dynamo of volition
With po-pole position Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions I′m a brand new addition to the old edition with the love unconditional. I′m a drama abolitionist Damn no opposition to my proposition Half of a man, half magician Half a politician holding the mic Like ammunition And my vision is as simple as light. Ain′t no reason we should be in a fight No demolition Get to vote, get to say what you like Procreation Compositions already written by themselves Saying heck is for the people not believin′ in gosh Good Job Get ′em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get ′em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good God Bring ′em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You′re the best definition of good intentions. I do not answer the call if I do not know who is calling I guess the whole point of it all is That we never know really I′m tryin′ to keep with the Joneses While waiting for guns and the roses To finish what we all suppose is That shit′′s so silly Oh, fist like pumpin and wrist lock twisting up a rizla Kid Icarus on the transister Nintendo been givin′me the blister I bend over take it in the kisser Best friends are hittin′on my sister. Try to tell them that they still wish-a Cuz she already got herself a mister And besides that′s gross to want to dis her Didn′t I say ?? Didn′′t I say Good Job Get′em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get ′em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good vibe Bring′em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You′re a representation of good versus evil I do not keep up with statistics I do not sleep without a mistress I do not eat unless it′s fixed with some kind of sweet like a licorice My home is deep inside the mystics I′′m known to keep diggin on existence I′′m holdin′in the heat like a fishstick And my phone it beeps because I missed it. I do not answer the phone if I do not know who is calling?? I guess the whole point of it all is F**k′s sake, can I get a witness I′′m only a boy in a story Just a hallucinatory Trippin′ on nothing there is Living in the wilderness With a tiger spot on my back Living life of a cat I just wanna relax here And sing another rap tune Driving off on your blind man′s bike You can say just what you like Or nothing can stop you Good Job Get ′em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get ′em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good time Bring′em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You′re the best definition of good versus evil Good Job Get′em up way high Gimme gimme that high five Good time Get′em way down low Gimme gimme that low dough Good time Bring′em back again Gimme gimme that high ten You′re a representation of good intention You′re the best definition of good intention You′re the best around And nothing′s ever gonna take you down (x3) You′re the best around. |
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