Long time did I run down like that I would have three years ago today <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> but not now
Me no je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette! I kick non sense in French tasty like Crepe Suzette I bet your feelin' famished for a 311
(Let him in. Bobby you be quiet out there) yeah don't fear mere words cuz if it takes a word to ruin ya you should have already heard you're finished
Returning from the water cold alive and shining rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising heatin' up forcing steam whirling to be seen the
rocking, which means there's no stopping the flow and you can just tell 'em that you know come on, every night yeah we turnin' up and comin' off live like a final 311
to wreck S.A. - while the masses mill around curse in anguish Nick - Ever you do ever you think whether your brown or your pink S.A. - 311 stompin'
I can see it now, have to show you how the funny thing is that we couldn't have it any other way still it kills me when we say though all we've been
weather but it's been sung so let's have some fun Three eleven has grassroots come on now three eleven has grassroots, true three eleven has grassroots for your momma three eleven has grassroots
Stranger flowers yet, there will never come a day that I will ever regret <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> the hours
The colda funk has you sunk feel the mids pump blessed are those who erupt when we turn up right now we corrupt cons the shades we don in the neon night
Any different people can apply to drop the funk it's not a country club review board steady talkin junk many people would have it others go put and grab
you're brown or you're pink) While the masses mill around curse in anguish (I think not thinkings better bout it) (When you stop to think) 311 stompin
Long time did I run down like that I would have three years ago-today But not now it's not like that It's all right to feel good It's all for nothing
ya Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette I kick nonsense in French, tasty like crepe suzette I bet you feel I'm famous for 311 sandwhich
I can see it now, 'cause of [Incomprehensible] The funny thing is that we couldn't have it any other way It kills me when we say Though all we've been
Any different people can apply to drop the funk It's not a country club review board steady talkin' junk Many people would have it others go out and grab
Stranger flowers yet There will never come a day that I will ever regret The hours days years and the minutes The joy, the pain, the sunshine and rain
people rocking Which means there's no stopping the flow And you can just tell 'em that you know Every night yeah we turning up and comin' off live Like and final 311
