Текст песни Spearhead - Stay Human (All the Freaky People)
Spearhead - Stay Human (All the Freaky People) слова песни
This one`s dedicated to all the freaky people out thereAll those lovely freaks and weirdoswho just tryin` to make it through life, you know what I`m sayin`Sometimes it`s rough out there, try to keep a sense of humorTry to stay human, know what I`m sayinStarvation is a creation of the devil, a rebelI`m bringin` food to the people like a widowbringin` flowers to a grave in the middleOf the city isolation is a riddleTo be surrounded by a million other peoplebut feel alone like a tree in the desertDried up like the skin of a lizardBut full of color like the spots of a leopardDrum and bass pull me in like a shepherdscratch my itch like a needle on a recordFull of life like man gone to MeccaSky high like an eagle up soaringi speak low but I`m like a lion roaringBaritone like a Robeson recordin`I`m giving thanks for bein` human every morning..(chorus)Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bapcan I hear it once again!Boom Bap tell your neighbor tell a friendevery box gotta right to be boomin`Because the streets are alive with the sound of Boom Bapcan I hear it once again!Boom Bap tell a neighbor tell a friendevery flower gotta right to be bloomin`!Stay Human!Be resisstant, the negativity we keep it at a distancecall for backup and I`ll give you some assistanceLike a lifesaver deep in the oceanStay afloat here upon the funky motionrock and roll upon the waves of the seasonHold your breath and your underwater breatin`To be rhymin` without a real reasonis to claim but not to practice a religionIf television is the drug of the nationsatellite is immaculate receptionBeaming in they can look and they can listenso you see don`t believe in the systemTo legalize you or give you your freedomYou want rights ask `em, they`ll read `emBut every flower gotta right to be bloomin`..Saty human..(chorus)All the freaky people make the beauty of the world (repeat 8 times)You see Y2K ya know is a moment n time we find that we can openUp a heart that`s locked or been broken, by the pain of words not spokenOr shot by guns and still smokin`Cartwrights out on the Ponderosa or drive by bang in TestarossaWe need to heed the words of Dalai Lamaor at least the words of ya mamaTake a mental trip to the BahamasSteam your body in a stereo sauna, sauna, comma..(chorus)All the freaky people make the beauty of the world(*repeat till song fades away*)