Lyrics

All of this pornography Is bringing me down I'm tryna get my head up in the clouds Broader terminology A resource in the crowd I'd rather have some people hangin out 'Cuz we're all on a silver screen Pleasant little fog machine in here Plastic wizards heart of prize Painted shells to fool the eyes, oh man If we're all dreaming the same dream Is the meaning what it means Where's the good times that can heal me Where's the good times that can feel me Live, in 1971. I wanna be there, I wanna have fun Live, in 1971. I wanna be there, I wanna be there Maybe, I want you near me I want you near me Crazy, I know you hear me But my soul is weary All of this astrology, the planets twist and shout. Now mama tell me what's my sign about Deep in our biology, there's a secret sound I'd like to hear some people let it out There's a vision that i've heard Something hidden in the words we speak Baby gods of flesh and blood Something happens when we touch release Yeah i don't know what you'd been told But off the record we're although Love and magic's more than theory Come together can you hear me Live, in 1971. I wanna be there, i wanna have fun Live, in 1971. I wanna be there, i wanna be there Live, in 1971. I wanna be there, i wanna have fun Live, in 1971. I wanna be there, i wanna be there Laaaa, la la la la...
Writer(s): Nathanael Daley, Andrew Francis Butler, Forrest Mauvais, Michael Notter, Daniel Blue, Terrance Mattson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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