MUTOMBO – New Orleans Lyrics
Artist: MUTOMBO
Song: New Orleans
Green grass green grass
Sweet taste in the thin air
I’m drunk on tar
Another kind of fun
A taunting amus#ment
I bet you couldn’t feel the thrill
Wake me up
When neon lights are burnin’
Bas#ment hacks, the sort of crowd we jam
Get on Bill, motors running
Aglow, arise
Primed, to fly
Getting by
For a while
Blue Lake Pines
Too close
Too soon
Pass on
It feels right
Take me to the rapture, with glitters and jazz
Punctured bones, a sacred throne it hangs
Hop on, the wheels in motion
We unite, in dust
To propel, and dance
Home-made pies
Sordid еyes
Way up high
Hang low
Downtown
Machine
Pass it on
Pass it bud, a foreboding sеnse of pride…
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Release Year: 2016