Lyrics:
feel the wheels rumbling through the floor.
And the sons of Pullman porters, And the sons of engineers,
Ride their fathers' magic carpet made
the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are
Have you ever been (have you ever been)
To Electric Ladyland?
The magic carpet waits for you (for you)
So don't you be late, baby no
I wanna show
Praise God for the lamb
Rest in peace to Billy Graham
Foreign country foreign land
I'm down to go if that's His plan
Praise God like I'm supposed
on and on white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's feelin me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more
on and on white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's feelin me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more
on and on white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's feelin me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more
night
Just the two of us together sippin' on starlight
I found a magic carpet, lets go for a ride
Every wonder will be yours if you will be mine.
eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us
Have you ever been have you ever been
To Electric Ladyland?
The magic carpet wait's for you
So don't be late i wanna show you
The different emotions
keep it principle, you stay so cynical
You make it bad by cutting the interview
Nothing to do with you
It's magic
I'll take a carpet ride like I'm
In a land across the seaa
Ruled by dragons known only to me
My lady Ashley waits for me
Holding out her hand
Holding out her hand
A magic carpet
Billy Paul and Bobby Womack
We would've been friends
I'm sitting on five different strands
They won't make it to this weekend
If it's important
Call again
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under on a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us, "no"
kitchen whipping scripture with the fork again
I own three whips I might never ride the tarc again
Demons get to bugging me I'm spraying like the orkin man
ways they cannot imagine (yeah)
Make them think it's magic (Yeah)
It ain't your chain or your vehicles (yeah)
When you that nigga with the bag (yeah)
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
'neath the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
And mothers with their babes
a saint but hail saint laurent
This ain’t just for front we
Do bird off drive by
I blow a bag swerve off a fly ride
Shit now I got this bitch
She should be
to the starlight, tonight
Magic carpet ride.
way up high.
we gon' ride yeah
we gon' ride
we've come so far
now don't you close your eyes.
let's ride away. dress
with no alibi
Blasian fine as hell where you been all my life?
Baby hop in the demon let's go for a ride
My pockets fat like Paul Blart
Got a extended
my side
Me and you can take a flight
On a bright dark night on a carpet ride
See you soon I'm on the move I'm on my way I touch the moon
Me and you can
a whiff of carpet
Before I take my carpet soarin
Magic floatin like Aladdin
Red Robin’s like baskin
Have it orange like basketball
You ask me what I have
the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are
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