Paroles Going South de The Wolfgang Press

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Textes et Paroles de Going South



Peace and love
a phony kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions
and you know how to use them
I somehow think this won't last

So I'm moving south
to the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
where the head unloads

You've got a reason
some funky little demons
telling me that life is a gas.
You're a deconstruction
a euphemism nothing
a Motown gives it a blast

So I'm moving south
to the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
where the head unloads

Called my brother
He said, "I need a lawyer"
and my life is sinking at best.
Called my brother
He said, "I've just become a,
a moaner who lives in the past."

You've got a vision
some funky little isms
telling me that life is a gas
Your misconception
is a pitiful expression
it's something I'll never possess.

So I'm moving south
to the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
where the head unloads

Peace and love
a phony kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions
and you know how to use them
I somehow think this won't last

So I'm moving south
to the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
where the head unloads

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