freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die; I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled
your freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die, I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled
freedom lies The streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why You'd rather die, I'd rather fly The crystal ship is being filled A thousand
Preklad: X. Crystal lodí.
thug thing, L.O.X. product thing, conducting Anything for chips while you sit and blab your lips In the restaurant taking tips while Sheek on trips Logos on our ships
was it ebony? Etc. Tallies up his loneliness, notch by notch For the sea offers nuthin' to hold or touch Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch X notch, winter X
Trip is an lsd experience [mumble] Trip is an lsd experience High as on lsd (x3) Bloodshot eyes needle vein bright colors Higher higher more more power
From the North to the South from to the East to the West I'm put on arrest I'm the best cause there ain't no competion I am the captin of this ship and
of the milky way galaxy The most successful of these colonies Is on Maris, a planet so Earthlike, that many call it Earth 2" (CHORUS)(2x) Cyberpunks,
cannot let you inside my cell for fear I'll sink the ship and drag us both down. Our hell ends every weekend But it's all I have to believe in. [x2
melting down Dripping to the ground And the party doesn't stop Watch the mother ship appear In your atmosphere Then you dance until you drop She synthesizes my mind She crystallized
kitchen men Cause we was cookin more then them whip it whip it in Let the shit begin, we get it how we ship it in, The shipment, that they shippin, sittin, right there on the ship
You need the handcuffs, that rough stuff You talk a good one shorty, I mean that Now won't you lay on'r back, Let a thug between that Chorus: 2x [
