Bliss n Eso - Rubbed The Lamp The Wrong Way lyrics
[Bliss n Eso - Rubbed The Lamp The Wrong Way lyrics]
There's a circus in the sky
A place where dreamers dream
And we all can fly
Oh my yeah, that’s good
Lets make a trip to the bottleshop
Gotta pop, knock knock
Would you like to wobble chop?
'Till the rythm hop give the women cock
‘til the kittens savour days of play
Major flavour hey
Oh oh dear God can you get the kitten wet
Can you leap with frogs
Can you look into the sky
'Cause it's written in blood
And the music in your mind 's
Unconditional love
I can hear destiny echo off my fear
Dreams whispering, just feel the beats of
I’m coming down
We’re just children having fun
Mics in the ground
If we build it they will come
To camp on the moon when the world's gold
And don’t ever Look back, my mic is stole
Its cold but it's great
When Im wrestling tigers
And wild when I'm flying X-wing fighters
The mistress of mystics missed it
Did you let your lips blurr, twisted
Words that leak a lisp
In my garden plot plotting them pops
I Won't stop 'till the jukebox copping a crop
I’m still holdin’ it with a fat wooden oar
Oh my I couldn't store
This in my belly anymore
Sick of mental cages
Throw my telly at the door
I need some music to relax my mind
I need some music so I can recline
I need some music that can chill me out
I need some music I can think about
Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house here sure give up
To the people in the back and the front row
Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house give it up
To the crew Locked in that Looney bin HO
Lower the drawbridge to get over the Pub moat
And we don't sink 'cause we’re
Bailing the tug boat
And observing the perks like a wise owl
Throw off the stools in search
Of a slice bowel you a nice girl at the
Top of the ferris wheel
Getting acquainted with the sun rays
It's rare it's reeling in the feeling to
The way you purr
But, you won't be mowed in the
Way I stir the cauldron
Relax and grow in a cauldron’s water
All I want is to marry a sultans daughter
And be invisible when no one's looking
I'm an easy root touch my willy wood pecker
Damn straight I would like to tell you
I would like to get into you
You’re revvin my engine now you’re on my soul
But, you stepped on a couple
Pennies in a mud hole
My feet barely touch when we
Drift on the sidewalk
Say, what big beautiful glass eyeballs
Step out the booth drenched in wet clothes
Waltz through the fuckin’ head of DJ bros
I got a head full of memories
A head full of blues
I got a head full of chemistry
A head full of booze
I got a head full of dick for obnoxious folk
I got a head full of I
Wanna go rock this boat
I need some music to relax my mind
I need some music so I can recline
I need some music that can chill me out
I need some music I can think about
I need some progress
Are we ready to roll, yes
Grab a piece of ass pass a piece of hash
Oh, baby it's so fresh
Put your pedal to the metal
In your shitbox ride
We got that bump, bounce, jump down
Get up and touch the sky
Forget this I'm not making my bed
I hate the motherfucking club
Stop breaks your necks
I got hands in the air
Like whoop-e dee doo dah
Intelligence hit's when you look
At it too hard
Ooh let's break free of this spell
People see when they yell
Sing to the song boy going
Straight into the convoy three stowaways
Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house here sure give up
To the people in the back and the front row
Everybody like the good rhythm, rip it
Everybody like the good living, live it
Everybody in the house give it up
To the crew locked in that looney bin HO
I need some music to relax my mind
I need some music so I can recline
I need some music that can chill me out
I need some music I can think about
Praise to the weapon inspector for
Coming up with the bomb
We were just frisked by an old
Woman in the back lane