311 - Welcome lyrics
[311 - Welcome lyrics]
Groove as your soul sings
Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody
Groove as your soul sings
Spinnin' all around
Welcome to this groove, you can move right
We gonna take you higher (higher)
Not caught in the quagmire ('mire)
I can't survive on a stupid nine to five
I'd rather be poor, writin' tunes
Livin' on a commune
Kickin' it with my brothers (brothers)
And significant others (others)
Life in pursuit of money, uh huh
We think it's funny
The only thing that money it
Could ever bring for me
Would be some gifts for my friends
Follow me now, trips for my family
The only thing I love is freedom (freedom)
The people around me, I need 'em (I need 'em)
I'd like to buy the world a
Spleef, but like I said, i said
You could never get me interested
In dreams of wealth myself
My birthday happens to land
On April 12th whack
A Coney Island of the mind, it's mine
I swipe the sweets
Strip the beats in the sunshine
Loco homes I stroll because I'm thinking
A tone poem alone is love medicine
Then the demon
Spring revolution in my spirit
Here it is and I will kill with it
Traveling, head spinnin' from the medicine
Illusions fadin' out we comin' on again
Unwind your blind mind, find entire minutes
Abstract the tract of sight
Day breaking in it
Doles out my share of the world
Ocean and sun
Rising with a whirling motion (yeah)
I fought
Kicked and screamed my way to getting born
Now I feel worn and I say come on
The night won't save anyone won't you roam
We've grown so we can write again
Our soul select it's own
Way for the travelin' we're here
We're breathing and we wanna
Keep our blood running
So we're gonna keep gunning
'til the next homecoming
I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang
Come on
Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody
Groove as your soul sings
Spinnin' all around
Welcome to this groove, you can move right
We gonna take you higher (higher)
Not caught in the quagmire ('mire)
I can't survive on a stupid nine to five
I'd rather be poor, writin' tunes
Livin' on a commune
Kickin' it with my brothers (brothers)
And significant others (others)
Life in pursuit of money, uh huh
We think it's funny
The only thing that money it
Could ever bring for me
Would be some gifts for my friends
Follow me now, trips for my family
The only thing I love is freedom (freedom)
The people around me, I need 'em (I need 'em)
I'd like to buy the world a
Spleef, but like I said, i said
You could never get me interested
In dreams of wealth myself
My birthday happens to land
On April 12th whack
A Coney Island of the mind, it's mine
I swipe the sweets
Strip the beats in the sunshine
Loco homes I stroll because I'm thinking
A tone poem alone is love medicine
Then the demon
Spring revolution in my spirit
Here it is and I will kill with it
Traveling, head spinnin' from the medicine
Illusions fadin' out we comin' on again
Unwind your blind mind, find entire minutes
Abstract the tract of sight
Day breaking in it
Doles out my share of the world
Ocean and sun
Rising with a whirling motion (yeah)
I fought
Kicked and screamed my way to getting born
Now I feel worn and I say come on
The night won't save anyone won't you roam
We've grown so we can write again
Our soul select it's own
Way for the travelin' we're here
We're breathing and we wanna
Keep our blood running
So we're gonna keep gunning
'til the next homecoming
I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang
Come on