Lyrics:
to me like we're
Stuck in reverse,
Going backwards quickly
Not a lot of fun
Where's my unicorn gone?
Getting sick of living
In the dogshit uplands
Artest
High pressure make a diamond
So it’s only right we shinin’
I’m talking bout Rancho, Ontario, Diamond Bar, Riverside, Fontana, Upland, P-town, Chino
cos we're free
Where is the line
Where are my sunlit uplands
They were there all the time
We never had it so good
You and me are like two birds up
nu
Arbejder hårdt på at forstørre til jeg ender på den lukkede
UPLAND det blir' det næste imperie
6 liters flasker, så vi drikker og vi bliver ved
Vi
Sunlit uplands and stripy lawns,
Seaside bandstands and golden dawns
Little England's dreaming
England's dreaming of unicorns
Sunlit uplands and stripy
succes, så de vil danse med mig
Uhh jaer, Du kan find mig lige her
Masser' damer, drinks, ja vi sidder lige her
Alle os fra Upland, ja du ved at vi leverer
Aia i ka uka ʻO Lele
Ke ānuenue piʻo i luna
Ka wehi ʻO Hālona
Hoapili ʻO ka ua pāʻūpili e
There in the uplands of Lele
The rainbow arches on high
Heading upland where we go with a plan
We have all that we need
Each day is laid out, where we want to be
And we're hopeful, and we're grateful
Pelekunu e
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Run to the uplands, run
Run to the uplands, run
To the rain forest of Pelekuna
Where the lava procession covered
and the drums
Watchtowers, the Northern line
Foul breath of iron jaws
Over the wasted uplands of Gorgoroth
Distant lights in the Southern mountains
Where
And the women in the uplands diggin' prates
Speak a language that the strangers do not know
For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
They
And the women in the uplands diggin' prates
Speak a language that the strangers do not know
For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way
They
go down on Galway Bay
For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands
the earth
You've betrayed and unsullied our totem pole
Your spirit vanishes with no rebirth
Listen the clay of the upland has covered you
Toward the black
that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower’d Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening,
And the women in the uplands digging praties
Speak a language that the strangers do no know.
For the strangers came and tried to teach us their ways,
uplands airy,
Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay,
She has heard
the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day
that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower’d Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening,
that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower’d Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening,
down on Galway Bay
For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow
And the women in the uplands diggin' praties
on Upland Ave.,
Metuchen mourn our loss
Sons rebelled, while fathers yelled,
And mothers clutched the cross
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Green pastures
The shepherds
Watch their sheep
The low large moon
Shines glim'ring
O'er all
The upland steep
What music
Of the heavens
What
as they blow,
And the women in the uplands digging praties,
Speak a language that the strangers do not know.
Yet the strangers came and tried to teach
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