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Nefisa

アーティスト:Earthling  アルバム:Radar 

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Mirror boy, rhyme with dada convention Psychoanalysis didn't mean anything PVC costumes, letters to Castro Show me what you're reading, freaky girl with the afro Franz Fannon, yeah yeah I get it All that curiosity with something to offset it Diagrams and plans, drawn in secret locations Scientific babies, they be peddling information The queen, she's smoking prozac, we be smoking napalm The verbal countries, they be smoking atom bombs I wrote a book in the year seven-ten By nineteensixty-nine I had written more If you're feeling insecure Cause you're living in a storm If you find them, you can burn them If you burn them you can keep warm Them winds of change, they be bringing change Especially now there's prostitutes on Ilford Lane You see, it's kinda like, but no, it's not the same thing See there were men on the moon, but they killed them Bearing in mind, my mind's soul food Bearing in mind, my mind's aquarian Bearing in mind, my mind's mine Times being what they are, Radar Bearing in mind yes yes, y'all Bearing in mind, there's nothing in it Bearing in mind, my mind's mine Times being what they are, Radar Aeroplanes in my room And I don't know who's flying them They're playing that tune It's okay, I got my eye on them They're making their messages out of them smokes Words evaporate, I can't read what they wrote Their language is so strange, I never seen it's kind The smell of them vapors be taking my mind Combined with that melody, them engines be humming I pick up my mike, I put it down See now I'm outside in, I don't know where I'm going I gets in my car, I starts rowing But like the water is seeping It's getting in through the bottom I tickle them fish Swallow them whole, now I got some Bones, sticking in my throat Has anybody seen my universal antidote Bearing in mind, my mind's soul food


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