Lyrics:
and hit the snare Go bowling for dollars, pick up the spare
Band lab, it's a wrap, we up in here Got air guitars for your rockin' jams
Got two jobs, blow
the beat rate of your heart
We are the same part
The air, the wind and your heart
We're light into the dark
We're different songs being played
By the strings
stay strong
Embracing the sunlight
We'll turn the rays on
And focus on the positive
Cuz hard times don't stay long
Feel it in the air when I'm vibing
I
had fun with
I'm the one you stick your finger in the air with
I'm the one that gives a do-do-do-do-do-do
I'm the one that got the bass on you
I'mma
Singing from the top of our lungs
Rocking air guitar
Broadway wouldn't be quite this loud
Without big stars like me, yeah
Out in the crowd
Big stars, out in
Listen to the lies as they rise lying
Lighter than air the air up there
Cold and damp they crystallize and fall down hard like acid
To the touch
a message away from that one big break
Oh a house on the hill by a clear blue lake
Yeah It don't mean a thing without you anyway..
Chorus
Background Vocals
Bud Summers
Guitars
Lyrics
Winds of time dancing in the air
Making love with an open stare
Feels so good when your by my side
Hold me
We put up our tent on a dark green knoll outside of town
By the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse-Faced-Ethel
And her
didn't think this would come out of me
Five to eight hours a day he said
In a dream of his, my body is a guitar
Insubordinate fingers, insubordinate
tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this
party by the sand,
(I woulda) Take trips on Air Force 1,
Don't need to bring no homeless with no sneaks, da Air Force 1,
Better Schools in the hood,
I met her on Grafton street right outside of the bar
She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar
She asked me what does it
Well Kanoka is a place
As a place oughta be
You can’t reach it by land, by air, by sea
It’s a one way dream on a one way team
Shootin’ sparks all its
to the mendacity.
Now I'm on top of the water,
Still suppressed by the air.
I earn my wage on a track that's almost totally bare,
Of the things I expected when I
was the worst you've had
Make the gate no time to spare
Before you know you're in the air.
747 flies us high
Much higher than we're meant to be
was the worst you've had
Make the gate no time to spare
Before you know you're in the air.
747 flies us high
Much higher than we're meant to be
Michael Jackson
Don’t talk back i smack straight facts then yeah
No stopping
On god they be callin Verstappen
South Delhi can’t you tell by the accent
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
you stop
Cream, sh-boogie bop
Look up in the air, it's your guitar
Do your dance, why should you wait any longer?
Take your chance, it could only make
places where they don't get to vote, to control
Unwanted forms of mass behavior)
Environmental laws were not passed to
Protect our air and
Waterthey were
Written by, Kenzo Cregan
Produced by, David Hopkins and Kenzo Cregan
Tracking engineer: Jeremy Ferguson
Mixing and mastering: Robert Root
Lead
guitar's way, way deep in outer space
Balloon to the Moon, Balloon to the Moon
Why, we'll spend our summers on the moon resting by Lake Crater
Then we'll
in it deep
I can't get no air, I can't get no sleep, without you by my side
I tried to see the light, baby, but I can't
'Cause way down here in
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