Fujiya & Miyagi

Wooden alphabet building blocks different colors. Female left hand your arms move to numerous instructions. She heard colors colored hearing perfect gurus had an inkling your voice tastes of three different flavors, yeah. Got no, got no carbohydrates

Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air, Sometimes i don't. We could stick our fingers in our ears, We could stick our fingers in our ears, yeah. A pair of stilettos can hit the high notes, Dressed up in ribbons and bows. A pair of stil

In heaven I Play golf all day In checker stripes My swing is perfection My cherry clads Propellers and aerodynamics I in consultation my cherry clads and in heaven this monologue Is not a dialogue so listen My cherry clads professor engineering mecha

Litter box, professional non-smokers pricks and a replica kits of red and black yeah cyclists should ride in designated bicycle zones, not on the pavement Two by two European language schools, they got the same color ruck-sacks on their backs yeah, u

Fujiya, Miyagi x26 As I pretty As of the band Lowercase letter S Spray painted red It's spray painted red Yeah, your little arms Swing on monkey bars In search of your plot Like pixelated scraps of jazz mags in your head Lights Like pixelated scraps

uh uh ah ah uh chi uh o taka taka uh chi uh o taka taka uh uh i guess i wasn't feeling okay i felt that space and time went back and forth and sideways im putting it fast all over the place i guess it knocked me sideways oh she made me go uh uh ah ah

First time her collarbone tripped over my shoelaces [3x] Over my shoelaces, yeah, over my shoelaces Got to get a new pair of shoes to kick it with her, not kick it with you [2x] Second time her collarbone tripped over my shoelaces [3x] Yeah, 100 mete