Lyrics:
'n ecstasy,
The early mornin' crickets hasslin' me,
There's a knock at the door,
There's a head full of crazy,
And when she try to give me lovin' I
wave's blue
We sat and watched the moon
As crickets sung back cover tunes
Way back in May
Seven days in the sun...yeah
She's my heaven
She's
the signal ain't clear
Where I'm from they call it cricket
Around here it's pelota
That's 2 great games
Coming from two proud cultures
You've seen them
Three days was the morning
My focus three days old
My head, it landed to the sounds of the cricket bows
I am a proud man anyway
Covered now by
Like a cricket blob in the Cactus Club
Pass away and chirping in my ear
& my friend
You can sense the new day, not far away
Like a silent bubble ready to burst
But right here, right now, with 'em crickets lullabies
It's
Indoor cricket
Scaring marvel, effect of some drugs
Vivid, deadly
Photo, paper
Training for living
Still giving plastic bag account
So can you work
will jump on you like crickets
Handle they business, and now I must come wicked
Tape you, the young Steven Speilberg
They want to mob with me, cause I
[Gunshot. Crickets. Heavy breathing.]
Never will another try to play
on another killin' day.
So, if you want to come around our way,
you know
And I shall have some peace there
For peace comes dropping slow
Dropping from the veils of the morning
To where the cricket sings
There midnight's all
night and crickets are callin'
And coyotes are makin' a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail
I love to lie and listen
Like a cricket in a web, I never watched my step
As I walked into her black widowed tentacled charm
She's working on my senses, got me lowering my
night and crickets are callin'
And coyotes are makin' a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail
I love to lie and listen
friend Mr. lizard,
Talks about the folks he don't appreciate
Well there's the crickets
Coming out at night and messing with my stereo
They's a monkey
Night's like a knife, crickets cry insane
I wish I was a child sleeping like the dead
And a box of dreams underneath my bed
But I'm lyin' here alone
Crickets singin' in the evening hours
Daddy on guitar pickin' Wildwood Flower
Old record player spinnin' LP's
Yeah, that's music to me
Reel
Red and white bobber just bobbin' away
Crickets serenade another gospel tune
Makes you wanna sang
M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M
Aw, it feels
Blonde haired beauty with a teenage dream
Gonna leave these crickets behind
Chirping in the dark
Gonna be a big star in the California sunshine
believe this is meant-to-be?'
An' she told me 'well I believe the front porch swings
The song that the cricket sings-
And I believe you belong down here
Crickets singin' in the background
And more stars than you can count on a night this clear
I tell you what we need to do is grab a sleepin' bag or two
wicked(Wicked)
Alaba sef hear this record and they open market(Open)
When everybody sleeping we working we be like cricket(Ding)
We on a whole another whole new
Почувствую запах этого балкона
Пропитанный хвоей, дела вне закона
Cricket поджигает сигарету
В бутылке дырка точно не по приколу
Все то, что произойдет
regreso,
liricista de pensamiento y coraje.
Adaptando el tiempo y descifrando códigos,
contagiar esta alergia tan emocional,
todos con cricket cañón
yuh zeet?)
Dem head explode like atomic bomb
Nuff gun like Babylon, so we lock dem like Pakistan, cricket
Murder dem what's-it-not
We don't do sorry
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