Posting stamps tasted
Letter from me to me
My direct plead plead
Fruitless and out of season
Came back to me
An open untasted on try now tested
I began to see
Fulfill needs
Silent breeze
Inside we bleed
Write,write write to my country
And tell them I'm sorry I left
Left my man and 48 kids on the bridges
Starvations without any ginger bread
Write,write write to my country
And tell them I'm sorry I left
Left my man and 48 kids on the bridges
Starvations without any ginger bread
Give me a lil lead
For the things I need
Give me a lil love
Give me a lil peace
Give me this and that
Give me a lil lead
For the things I need
Give me a lil love
Give me a lil peace
Give me this and that
Like freaks we come together after midnight
Abstract in a love abstergent
And outreach out plead
For at least kiss me please
Reality like lid in my head
Rings like butter rasin in a desert dry
In a desert dry
No high will change how low you go
How low you go
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Bad taste revived to my tongue
Visions that I have
Become memories like echoes
And that is real
At least to me
I gotta find
I gotta find the lead for my tape machine
Give me a lil head
Give me that
For the things I need
Messenger
Metaphor
Abstergent
I reformed
My pumas go like machine gun
When I gotta go
Gotta go,gotta go,gotta go
Gotta go
Give me a lil lead
For the things I need
Give me a lil love
Give me a lil peace
Give me this and that
Give me a lil lead
For the things I need
Give me a lil love
Give me a lil peace
Give me this and that
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Left right
My left my left my left
Right,right
Left left I left my left
I left when my right I left
When my left left left
When my right left left
When my right
I had to go...
Write,write write to my country
And tell them I'm sorry I left
Left my man and 48 kids on the bridges
Starvations without any ginger bread
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again
Turn my back
Turn around again
There it is
There it is again