Тексты песен «Blue Scholars»

With war rising over the horizon Its hard to start writing Been fightin in the belly of the titan, my tourniquets tighten around the livin but dyin My pen floods the pages while the children are crying I want to put on...

Microphone check, microphone check I'm a blue scholar worker studying the art of labor to create Flavor to relate to listeners, alleviate the danger associated with strangers Isn't it strange how we estrange...

The Blue Is For The Color Of The Collar Of My Mother And My Father Plus The Scholars That We Be, The Blue Is For The Nighttime Moon, Swingin Tune Of Every Bluesman Singin What it's Like To Not Be Free I Want To Be...

(I don't know what to write? Oh well - Yo) I offer nothing but the uncertain promise That I'll honestly pursue the crooked path of the conscious Not just another body in the battle for the soul Never sold self for...

It's cold yup! First I came home And next thing you know A blanket of snow cancelled a show Now I'm chillin I can't let go I got a cast that fillin Hands to the ceilin but I know I can't be hold up in this spot...

I like making you so happy! Yo, life and debt, light a cigarette smoke the stress, take a deep breath baby, lets rearrange the mess weve inherited Alienated from what is rightfully yours in my land is life, money is...

Do you ever go outside at night Look up into the sky, into the big, immense sky And think to yourself, "that's a big sky, like an inkwell." In a city that's been waiting the blow Since big butts and teen spirit...

(the wind... the wind...) Sister sits on the steps Cigarette rests on fingertips Takes a sip of slow death deathly through her lips, She blows a kiss Which I can only resist in vain She got the gift of gravity...

Sister sits on the steps, cigarette rests on fingertips Sippin slow death through her lips Blows a kiss that I can not resist She got that I'll gift of gravity, thick Like the tension cut quick with formalities Hi,...

(Always writing... always revising) Shorty feels the pressure on his shoulders as he's liftin it Wonders why the elders always tell him not to question it Options at the bottom of the ladder got him desperate But...

[Talking:] I was reading "Socialism: Utopian and Scientific" last night What is his critique of agnostics, I'm not really understanding it [Verse 1: Geologic] We labored and debated while you waited for sabbatical...

Hungry is an adjective attached to my philosophy, it's gotta be, progress revolves around economy And I can see the consequence of capital first-hand, monorail construction pushed the tenants off the land My people, get...