Lingo With the Gringo

Higher flier, angel's wings we drive

My destination, Happy Ville

Money spent on refreshments to cool my temperature

A fine wine or two, sweet food for my mind song

The coolest music to swing to

Jamming out tunes that remind me of you

My pockets lined with gold, I sold the old to reflect

The new tune on my stereo, blow, flow

Tasting sweet dreams caresses me, tried a new style

Wow, lost the vibe while I was in denial

Took a bad trip, slip, flip, shook my ego

I shouldn’t let it get me down son

I need to just live a little, play some fun games

With sisters with no names, stories told in street lingo

Understandable by some friends, I have none

Brothers and sisters under the same old sun

Naked to the devil's deviants, we show a blind eye

We need no one to spoil our adventures of books

Marked at chapter one

Underlined 'Ravings of Polynesia'

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo