Testi:
James Strip Mine

Oh, Charlie, don't dance dance dance Your head's in a whirl In a blind romance Oh Charlie, look away look away Do you believe what the good doctor says

Caught in the long grass, got separated from his company Those men he thought were friends turned out to be the enemy Their uniforms were black not brown

Today, I won't think of any sad things Will not think of torture, or the rape of nature Just today, I won't touch those sickening papers Will just let

Hey hey hey Julie says that I must wake up I am losing touch 'cause I think too much I'm afraid to feel, my life feels unreal You will not find love

I'm in a crowded room - I've been half-asleep Says the sister in uniform "Has everybody understood?" The listeners turn and nod But I can see their fear

guanas on the move cause they scared to meet me the game aint fair yeah i used to let it cheat me but never beat me remember willy mack and young zeeky? (?) James

to talk shit and prove mine, and I'm the epitome of raw rhyme Got signed, got serious about the craft of raw rhyme and I got mine - Aquemini's murderous

James Harris III, Terry Lewis) Driving down From the Highland Line We'd done some gigs On the Clyde of the Tyne They flew us in From a Hamburg strip

[Verse 1] I be bussin', parents be fussin and cussin' Cause all I talk about is silicon and muffins So if you didn't come to hear some strip club hits