Written:E.Stefani/T.Kanal/T.Dumont/G.Stefani/A.Young | |
Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen | |
Five reached the side one step below Zen | |
One was a female, four were mad-men | |
Who moved on, moved on move on | |
Standing in line and falling asleep | |
Building a fence while we're counting the sheep | |
We'd let you help out but our projects are too deep | |
Move on, move on, move on | |
You have to understand that when it comes | |
to making music | |
We meshed the styles of five alive and | |
intertwined and fused it | |
Life comes from life and through our strife we | |
strove to make the sound true | |
Compelled to spell it out, in search | |
of what we must do | |
Our house was to small so we had to move | |
The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove | |
That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove | |
We, moved on, moved on, moved on | |
Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot | |
Music is life flowing through... is it not? | |
Don't forget your roots, but also don't rot | |
Just move on, move on, move on Don't be afraid, let your feelings show | |
Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow |
Written: E. Stefani T. Kanal T. Dumont G. Stefani A. Young | |
Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen | |
Five reached the side one step below Zen | |
One was a female, four were madmen | |
Who moved on, moved on move on | |
Standing in line and falling asleep | |
Building a fence while we' re counting the sheep | |
We' d let you help out but our projects are too deep | |
Move on, move on, move on | |
You have to understand that when it comes | |
to making music | |
We meshed the styles of five alive and | |
intertwined and fused it | |
Life comes from life and through our strife we | |
strove to make the sound true | |
Compelled to spell it out, in search | |
of what we must do | |
Our house was to small so we had to move | |
The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove | |
That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove | |
We, moved on, moved on, moved on | |
Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot | |
Music is life flowing through... is it not? | |
Don' t forget your roots, but also don' t rot | |
Just move on, move on, move on Don' t be afraid, let your feelings show | |
Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow |
Written: E. Stefani T. Kanal T. Dumont G. Stefani A. Young | |
Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen | |
Five reached the side one step below Zen | |
One was a female, four were madmen | |
Who moved on, moved on move on | |
Standing in line and falling asleep | |
Building a fence while we' re counting the sheep | |
We' d let you help out but our projects are too deep | |
Move on, move on, move on | |
You have to understand that when it comes | |
to making music | |
We meshed the styles of five alive and | |
intertwined and fused it | |
Life comes from life and through our strife we | |
strove to make the sound true | |
Compelled to spell it out, in search | |
of what we must do | |
Our house was to small so we had to move | |
The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove | |
That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove | |
We, moved on, moved on, moved on | |
Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot | |
Music is life flowing through... is it not? | |
Don' t forget your roots, but also don' t rot | |
Just move on, move on, move on Don' t be afraid, let your feelings show | |
Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow |