Testi:
Jam And Spoon

Clocks and spoons and empty rooms It's raining out tonight What a way to end a day By turnin' out the light Shoot the moon right between the eyes I'm

to a third track Cap the front and grip, when they heard that the crew from the L.Q. stepped to the Club Mars Shook the Beast' and soon to be dubbed stars

"At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M." [about a dozen alarm clocks and grandfather clocks go off] [MC Serch] Ready in the intro,

curtain You can take a seat and watch tonight But you're gonna get more than you came for Bam And welcome to our jam Where folks are getting down The

funky beat has hold and we going on down to the A.M. for you and your friend, sounds here tough on the ear, You know that, coming at you so loud and clear

him and his man by myself Cause they pussy and I know it and they know it theyself!!! [Hell Rell: HOOK] MY COCAINE COME ON THE BOAT NIGGA I READ YA LIFE STORY AND

Life is a traffic jam sincerely Stretch your mind, spoon feed your soul 3 voices you can't control Remember life is a traffic jam Life is a traffic jam

precipice into the trickle down runoff pool. They hypnotised the summer, Nineteen seventy-nine. Marched into the capital brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready, Heartless, and

there And all the brothers That like to front in their rides Check it out You know it's funky, funky, funky cos you heard it from hear-say A jam that