who the hello would storm into my room
ask me to presume all the best when...
there's been times I said "I love all people!"
I'll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch,
and I smooch for my game and the same to your name.
I love pushing people down jump down throats
with loose lips who sink ships you can't trust me
boiling blood my legacy.
I have learned all the rules of the nest and
the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff
and all peace do tell...
"share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be."
do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through
the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin'
through my living room and then talkin' when you need
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see.
let's outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy
and crown is around nine fruits tall...
spend all my time walkin'
through my living room and then talkin' when you need
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see.
"share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be."
inching thee decree "I love people"...ain't no
competition with the condition where the love is
walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see.
"share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be."
we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves.