Song | All Things To All Men |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | Roots Manuva |
Album | ZEN CD a restrospective |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
And now it seems | |
As if we're used to the chagrin | |
We made our beds | |
And now we hate where these beds be | |
Took nothing at all to part this red sea | |
I'm a shackled child | |
Singing the good song of freedom | |
They've got no pride | |
They interrupt our grieving | |
Tear drops dropping | |
For the pain of the world | |
My best friend dies | |
When she was just a young girl | |
Left me here, to fend for myself | |
Now the pain never leaves | |
We just learn to cope | |
So when the devil needs hanging | |
Will you tie up the rope and shout pull | |
Let's put an end to this bull | |
Zen thing | |
How many years | |
Before we practice what we preach | |
How many tears | |
Before we truly clinch the peak | |
Only to find that | |
There is no honey on the moon | |
Official goon | |
[2x] | With the unofficial croon |
I'm all things to all men | |
All of the women | |
All the children | |
Just say when | |
And I’ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who's the hardest | |
Who's the hardest 16 bar cycles | |
Heart felt recital | |
From the wacky blacky man | |
They should have called me | |
Michael Look at the monster you make | |
Look at the monster you pay | |
But you claim no responsibility | |
Cause it's each to his self | |
In these times that we live | |
Does god have a sense of humor | |
Then the joke's on us | |
Cause we're chasing our tails | |
For how long | |
The tussle makes us how strong | |
Vintage poor people fun | |
If we could ease up | |
On these booze and fags | |
Then, just maybe | |
Life wouldn't seem so mad | |
Be a man my dad said | |
But what the hell he know | |
He lost his dreams | |
He lost his flow | |
And I don't wanna be alone | |
I'm born king | |
So where's my throne | |
I'm too intense | |
I'm too deep | |
I'm too nice for life | |
[4x] | So what makes this place so nervous? |
I'm all things to all men | |
All of the women | |
All the children | |
Just say when | |
And I’ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who's the hardest | |
Who's the hardest | |
Look at the monster you make | |
Look at the monster you pay | |
But you claim no responsibility | |
But you claim not | |
We're searching for | |
Jesus But | |
I’ll be damned | |
If I’ll be crucified by ten thousand spies | |
Compulsive lies | |
They hate me | |
They love me | |
They hate me | |
Cause I’m all things to all men, all of the women, all the children | |
Just say when and | |
I’ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who's the hardest, who's the hardest |
And now it seems | |
As if we' re used to the chagrin | |
We made our beds | |
And now we hate where these beds be | |
Took nothing at all to part this red sea | |
I' m a shackled child | |
Singing the good song of freedom | |
They' ve got no pride | |
They interrupt our grieving | |
Tear drops dropping | |
For the pain of the world | |
My best friend dies | |
When she was just a young girl | |
Left me here, to fend for myself | |
Now the pain never leaves | |
We just learn to cope | |
So when the devil needs hanging | |
Will you tie up the rope and shout pull | |
Let' s put an end to this bull | |
Zen thing | |
How many years | |
Before we practice what we preach | |
How many tears | |
Before we truly clinch the peak | |
Only to find that | |
There is no honey on the moon | |
Official goon | |
[2x] | With the unofficial croon |
I' m all things to all men | |
All of the women | |
All the children | |
Just say when | |
And I' ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who' s the hardest | |
Who' s the hardest 16 bar cycles | |
Heart felt recital | |
From the wacky blacky man | |
They should have called me | |
Michael Look at the monster you make | |
Look at the monster you pay | |
But you claim no responsibility | |
Cause it' s each to his self | |
In these times that we live | |
Does god have a sense of humor | |
Then the joke' s on us | |
Cause we' re chasing our tails | |
For how long | |
The tussle makes us how strong | |
Vintage poor people fun | |
If we could ease up | |
On these booze and fags | |
Then, just maybe | |
Life wouldn' t seem so mad | |
Be a man my dad said | |
But what the hell he know | |
He lost his dreams | |
He lost his flow | |
And I don' t wanna be alone | |
I' m born king | |
So where' s my throne | |
I' m too intense | |
I' m too deep | |
I' m too nice for life | |
[4x] | So what makes this place so nervous? |
I' m all things to all men | |
All of the women | |
All the children | |
Just say when | |
And I' ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who' s the hardest | |
Who' s the hardest | |
Look at the monster you make | |
Look at the monster you pay | |
But you claim no responsibility | |
But you claim not | |
We' re searching for | |
Jesus But | |
I' ll be damned | |
If I' ll be crucified by ten thousand spies | |
Compulsive lies | |
They hate me | |
They love me | |
They hate me | |
Cause I' m all things to all men, all of the women, all the children | |
Just say when and | |
I' ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who' s the hardest, who' s the hardest |
And now it seems | |
As if we' re used to the chagrin | |
We made our beds | |
And now we hate where these beds be | |
Took nothing at all to part this red sea | |
I' m a shackled child | |
Singing the good song of freedom | |
They' ve got no pride | |
They interrupt our grieving | |
Tear drops dropping | |
For the pain of the world | |
My best friend dies | |
When she was just a young girl | |
Left me here, to fend for myself | |
Now the pain never leaves | |
We just learn to cope | |
So when the devil needs hanging | |
Will you tie up the rope and shout pull | |
Let' s put an end to this bull | |
Zen thing | |
How many years | |
Before we practice what we preach | |
How many tears | |
Before we truly clinch the peak | |
Only to find that | |
There is no honey on the moon | |
Official goon | |
[2x] | With the unofficial croon |
I' m all things to all men | |
All of the women | |
All the children | |
Just say when | |
And I' ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who' s the hardest | |
Who' s the hardest 16 bar cycles | |
Heart felt recital | |
From the wacky blacky man | |
They should have called me | |
Michael Look at the monster you make | |
Look at the monster you pay | |
But you claim no responsibility | |
Cause it' s each to his self | |
In these times that we live | |
Does god have a sense of humor | |
Then the joke' s on us | |
Cause we' re chasing our tails | |
For how long | |
The tussle makes us how strong | |
Vintage poor people fun | |
If we could ease up | |
On these booze and fags | |
Then, just maybe | |
Life wouldn' t seem so mad | |
Be a man my dad said | |
But what the hell he know | |
He lost his dreams | |
He lost his flow | |
And I don' t wanna be alone | |
I' m born king | |
So where' s my throne | |
I' m too intense | |
I' m too deep | |
I' m too nice for life | |
[4x] | So what makes this place so nervous? |
I' m all things to all men | |
All of the women | |
All the children | |
Just say when | |
And I' ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who' s the hardest | |
Who' s the hardest | |
Look at the monster you make | |
Look at the monster you pay | |
But you claim no responsibility | |
But you claim not | |
We' re searching for | |
Jesus But | |
I' ll be damned | |
If I' ll be crucified by ten thousand spies | |
Compulsive lies | |
They hate me | |
They love me | |
They hate me | |
Cause I' m all things to all men, all of the women, all the children | |
Just say when and | |
I' ll take you to my | |
Tardis Who' s the hardest, who' s the hardest |