chorus Another feeling, that makes me go insane - I'm falling down like a bird on hurricane. Was dissapointed to learn the games you play, But it's the music to make my mood okay.
verse 1 As I lay in the sun, drinking martini, And the weather whispers, it's good to me. I am dreaming of people, flocking to scene To see the prominent leadsingers. Try as I might, push my way through the crowd. Come on, stop saying, it's quite wrong! It's high time to make a move. I'm taking a step to the microphone. Stadium is always crowded, When "Good Moov" is on it. Good mood is for sure provided. I wish I had met these guys earlier. This is the sound, that astounds you, Because it's candid and kind enough. I'm rapping like hound and it bounds you. Girl's voice is like a cream puff.
chorus Another feeling, that makes me go insane - I'm falling down like a bird on hurricane. Was dissapointed to learn the games you play, But it's the music to make my mood okay. I feel the vibe, I gotto let you go, 'Cause it's a feeling, we gotta be true, oh no, My tender heart, please, never turn to coldest steel And with this rhythm it will be good to feel.
verse2 I say what I want, what I really-really want And I'm critisized for coming here late. Little do you know, living out skirts, I was rapping when I was a kid yet. And on winter I'm gonna buy a big toboggan, Not a big toboggan to start to toboggan. But big enough to take all of my mates For recording my tracks in the basement. We feel good, when a kid makes a first step, When a son finds out his father in, Which recognized son resembles him, When the samples in a beat are splendid. I hope changes do us good, Recommend you think the same. Come on, dude, let's ballyhooed, And capture names in a hall of fame.
bridge One chinese proverb says, That jar filled slowly but steadily. We're striving for the words we say To be understood and to be heard What can help me get the treat Is rapping all of my time. It always works, when I move my feet And find a better rhyme!