I try to bend. Everywhere I go the wind always blows in my face. When I try to wait you end up running late, and it's time to go. Today funny feeling
chance is assanine Yeah ask Denaun, man Hit a blind man with a coloring book And told him color inside the lines or get hit with a flying crayon Fuck
It's time for something It's time for change It's time to get thing rearranged. Oh yeah! The summer heat Has been getting me And last summers love is
feet tall my toupee huge tree, Is lovely smells so fruity I'm fucking hoopy, Flying like Woodstock barking orders like I'm Snoopy, Excuse me, pardon it's time
Watching the time go And feeling belief grow Rise above the obstacles People beseech me But they'll never teach me Things that I already know (I know)
Watching time go and feeling belief grow Rise above the obstacles. People beseech me but they will never teach me Things that I already know. (I know)
I won't be a burden of tomorrow dear. Oh the singers on the edge to feed the canyons mouth they will go on forever til they sing you out of time. But
odd future errant I'm watching the barracks getting head from someone's parent Blind fucking hate inside my heart Guaranteed that I'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring I'm flying
Life by night, life by day, the tale they tell will always stay Walk the earth, walk the sky, don't let all this time go by Hang on fast, don't let go
the ethics, the rigorous training methods of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition Penetrates then infiltrates Breakin down your resistance Leavin competition defenseless, Masta Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind
but you done made me hav to get in my bag, ooooh, yep, there it is, there it go, fall in love with these women I barely know, ten stacks on the flo?, time
fuckin plane dude) Nah nah nah, it's Soop, Soop, Soop-a-man It's on Hah Well it's the Soopaman Lovah in your motherfuckin town Get down go round and
how Darling, are we in trouble now? They say we're grown up We've been searching all this time And I wouldn't own up Never would admit to flying blind
fight Blinded by sunlight Never draw when you're facing' the sun And old tougher than leather Just carved one more notch on his gun And when he turned to go
do, go to do with it I get a little taste then I'm through with it Then I send it right back to you with it (How high) Whats love got to do, go to
hear you say, "I'm going down, mayday, mayday" I'm gonna clown 'cause every time that the pigs have got me Y'all rub it in with the flying Nazi military
