SUBTERRANEAN STAIRCASE

by Cities Aviv

From the album: Man Plays the Horn

Duration: 4:48

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Lyrics for SUBTERRANEAN STAIRCASE

I never really wonder what went on around me And I never really bothered Salute, yeah Salute to the who's, who the coo-coos Junkyard blues, new groove, new shoe Hooty-hoo, the roof caved in over you Boo-hoo, charge it to the game, voodoo Killer in the name of a set-side crew Set aside two with a spike value Pipe down, voo, maybe I'ma choose you The whole crew knew that the fool was too loose Triple tongue, ooh, guess the L was on you Circle never grew, bet the board be the truth Raw by divine sight, the mentions of the mind Slow it down, whine, I was pokin' in yo' spine Never really fine livin' in this wartime War chest bezel from the sample sale special I question if these ragers really into heavy metal A beeper in a pager with a neoprene fader Seen 'em in the fader, now the nigga think he major String 'em up high, guess we'll never see 'em later Soul took flight from a mismatched crater Mismatch flavors for a really nice vapor Jit reappear with a brand new anchor The neighborhood smile, they some real lifesavers Took it downtown, where the whole town frowns Rumblin' around, and I seen the skyscraper Fury, impower, you could sneak it in a song Sing along when it's okay to belong Met a lost states that the changes are infinite Caught it on tape when the angels were whisperin' Never return to a bridge got burned Some died twice, 'cause they never really learned Broken into parts like a splinter from the dark Never really wonder, 'cause I feel it from afar, yeah I never really wonder what went on

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