Clint Eastwood Chorus: I aint happy I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless Not for long the future is comin' on I aint happy I'm feelin' glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless Not for long the future is comin' on (Rah, yeah) Finally someone let me out of my head Now time for me is nothing cuz I'm countin' no age Naw I couldn't be there Naw you shouldn't be scared I'm good at repairs And I'm under each snare Intangible Betcha didn't think so I command you to Panoramic view Look, I'll make it all managible Pick and choose, sit and lose all your different crews Chicks and dudes, who you think is really kickin' tunes? Picture you gettin' down and I'll picture too Like you lit the fuse You think it's all fictional? Mystical? Maybe. Spiritual, hero who appears on you to clear your view when your too crazy Lifeless To know a defenition of what life is Priceless To look cuz I'll putcha on the hype Ya like it? Cuz smokin' rightour for one talking psycic for one might posses you for one's soul Repeat chorus The essence the basic without it you make it allow me to make this child like a nature Rhytym You have it or you dont thats the fallacy i'm in it Every spiraling tree every child of peace every cloud and sea you see with your eyes you see destruction and demise corruption in the skies from the enterprise, now i'm stuck into your lies.... and so on... |
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