Tekst piosenki
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes…
It’s time we tie the knot around the rock as we sink
Got me to stop and think „You ready to die for that link?”
Is that check worth the ink spelled the word emergency
In burgundy next to the dishes in your kitchen sink
With the short breath, with a deep lung
I’m talking Detroit bar, with the beat come
How come
He comes with the
Out come and the others talk the hits off
Awh? Can you hear that? Who’s that? Speak up
Voices that violence opinions does not choice so choose that (shh)
Shimmy through every season
Silly who reverend beefin’
Killing this Mid-west region
Spillin’ my breath and leaving
My thoughts on a page hot – talk is cheap –
Don’t sleep til’ the pen drop
Read – Till my beat stop
Till my heart beat stops
And my feet stop trek on
Yeah, lay me down lay me down
Down with my pride
In a greater instrumental demo tapes is proof that I tried
Better not forget my – my true blood, but about my side
Put my guitar in the back before we ride – before we ride
But no one’s hearing it
Lost in the gloss of a mirror again
Caught up in appearances
You thought you heard the truth
My god you must be hearing shit
With a new suit, you knew who’s year it is
Three cheers for the spiritless
Still talking – but no one’s hearing it
What about me? Sail this asphalt like the black seas
Pontius Pirate – hide this cross in the backseat
Black sheep – hand me the bad blood
Laughing at sand in the bathtub
No man is an island
And there ain’t no message in that bottle
It’s hollow – Exactly
I’m talking
But no one’s listening
Pissed off and whispering – stuck
Distancing self from life of a lot of love that I have
From a lot of trust
Either god grew a rust
Lied to a bust
Styled like a child who was hushed
Just need a push, never been a type to shush
Just brush dust and walk
I’m talking about different times
I was a different man
Five brothers, different skin colours, whatever’s the plan
„St Paul Kings” taggged in a murderlab taxi
Hit the breaks in D.C. and we finally crashed in Cali
To a blank page
Just filling in blank space
Why do we depend on these relationships to fill in that blank space?
I hold the weight up for ransom, I take it because you take it for granted
Hold the leaves untill they’re breakin’ my branches
I came, I saw
I played Contra
You sang the song, we say the saga turned opera
The world is off-beat
My heart is right on
But the beat don’t stop me it goes back to the back beat back to the concrete watch me keep on
Yelling, screaming, demons, leaving, needing, release
So please, let these expell a piece
Telling, treating, life like, greeting, needing, release
So please let these expell the peace and give me a shot of the hell you seek
I’m talking right now, to the all night, My boys around
While the midnight oil burn down, And the beat ain’t gonna get turned down
One bottles, Magazines, models and records on the ground
Four minds collide, put a mic up to that sound – check it out
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes…
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes…
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes
On and off and on, and on it goes…
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