Jeff Buckley Follow

More men fall in Hullabaloo men
I slide to the nearest bar
Undermine chairman I went too far

Bent on a windfall rent a Sony
Wonder how the dollar went down
Gotta get a word to Elizabeth's father
Hey ho, he wished me well

Seemed like another day I could fly
Into the eye of God on high

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these days

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these days

Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana

Getting in mood for a Mombassa night flight
Pushing my luck, gonna fly like a mad thing
Bare strip take-off skimming over Rhino
Born in slumber less than peace

Struggle with a child whose screaming dreaming
Drowned by the props all steely sunshine
Sick of you, sick of me
Lust for the free life, quashed and maimed
Like a valuable loved one left unnamed

Seemed like another day I could fly
Into the eye of God on high
Seemed like another day I could fly
Into the eye of God on high
Over the bushland, over the trees
Wise like Orangutan that was me

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these day

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these day

Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari, asanti nabana nabana
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More men fall in Hullabaloo men
I slide to the nearest bar