[Pharrell] First they say the angels sing, and then, the big bang That was the first day, there's six more From organisms to single cells, mutate, to
Riot on the radio Pictures on the TV Invader man take what he can Shootout on the silver screen Sticking 'em up and knocking 'em down Living out a fantasy
Flatbush boy cruisin' Sheepshead Bay his boardwalk mama just a sniff away underground DMT ridin' thunder train the Coney Island whitefish boy is on the
I feel so out of place here With this high society These high fallutin' people Don't know what to make of me I feel like a minnow in a sea of Moby Dicks
La virgen se esta peinando Entre cortina y cortina Los cabellos son de oro Y los peines de plata fina Pero mira como beben Los peces en el rio Pero
Les fleur du mal j'connai leur odeur Tu m'fais souffrir mais voudrai mon bonheur Je vis le pire en esperant le meilleur Avec toi ou sans toi j'suis dans
Big cheese - make me Mine says, "Go [to] the office" Big cheese - make me Mine says, what to say? Black is black, no trading back We were enemies Sure
You always said you were the compassionate one But now you're laughing at the sun With all your high class friends you think you've got it made The only
It's goin' down, yo the girl got a gun, best run Because she's quick to flip and empty out the clip And make a man understand where she's comin' from
I don't want to understand this horror There's a weight in your eyes, I can't admit Everybody ends up here in bottles But the name tag's the last thing
You always said, "You were the compassionate one" But now you're laughing at the sun With all your high class friends, you think you've got it made The
Es lo que veo, lo que me rodea Puro azul Soy pez demodio que persigue a su hembra Por su luz Entre la arena que murio en el fondo Te abrace Se escucha
Big cheese, make me Mine says, "Go to the office" Big cheese, make me Mine says, "One that stays" Black is black, straight back Need more enemies Sure
Gettin' in where I fit in, right? What that deuce deuce poppin' like? Baby, I like the way you work that tongue You had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks
Everywhere I go A thousand faces stare at me Eating from the palm A date from hand to mouth Break a leg! The shoes are on the bottom On your way But the
Sitting on the ocean floor, feeling all insight Diving to our big fish bowl now Everything's alright Swimming is all that you do for fun And dodging hooks
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