knows are they phony Or maybe are they real? Corn circles, hey Corn circles, hey Corn circles, is somebody playing a trick? Corn circles, pixies, witches
Traduzione: Waterboys, il. Cerchi mais.
Cast a circle, protected by candle light. Nothing but mother nature, the Goddess and the God, to protect our ritual this night. Call upon the Goddess
say I'm crazy cause I'm all about the hood I can't get my shit together but I'm on leather and wood And the hood is all I know, patrol and circle the
I'm down to die and down to kill for my own shit And break-a-hat to a busta-ass punk bitch I stand stroll cause the Circle is my back bowl And peel your
nestled in his grip so With a prayer circle release party and hardy wild bellow I observed him fly ten feet then dropped the bottles to the devils Fertile circle
manequins with future cleanse adamant And skeleton in cabinet This a Malcom circus, got a ring of fire Just big enough to shove my purpose in a circle
running in a race just to win Backed into the corner of my mind You come along from nowhere to save me yeah [Chorus:] It's too deep it's gone full circle
the otter are my friends And we are all connected to each other In a circle, in a hoop that never ends Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn
lying in the corner staring at me making me feel BAD I put my hands up to my eyes but the holes in my palms let me find a way to corner you I can't feel
the otter are my friends And we are all connected to each other In a circle of a hoop that never ends Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn
run in ya drop, yeah nigga, we'll run in ya spot take ya little chains and ya colorful watch(heh) stackin my greens, money get locked still on the corner
Senseless and savage They act without order In logical lapses They stain their mouths with blood So take my hand This barren land is alive tonight Oh, the corn
There's a blood red circle on the cold dark ground and the rain is falling down The church doors blown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation
don't know Regardless though I'm gon' glow, even in my birthday suit And when it comes to that soft, yes sir'ee I circle that too So when you feel it
ambulance) [Shake-A-Vel:] Be on my pedigree, Shake-A-Velly ghetto celebrity Been On Point since the '80's, what you telling me? Green Hornet, they call me Hornet
right right?! RIGHT RIGHT!! [Verse One: Cage] I'm Against the Machine like Rage; bitches say, "I hate you Cage!" After circle jerks, I wash my hands
Running in circle entwined in sheets written with fury then left in a corner Never again Playing with joy like a child left in an empty room with
