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Sugar Cane lyrics
Mini earthquakes and a gun unloading
Volleys of thoughts into the back of my brain
Taking me over like rock cocaine
I don't do junk but I'm familiar with the feeling
The ghosts are so close, I can hear them breathing
Spitting their file down the back of my throat
Ain't you ever wondered, why they call it dope?
I used to run around with a head like a soup can
Speeding like a train, popping pills like Pac-man
But beneath my skin and along my spine
I could feel a fleet of cockroaches prying
Waiting for me to take my first hit
But I knew right then I didn't need that shit
Like a window reflecting time
I'm livin' on a planet of my own design
Yeah, woah, I can feel the sugar cane flow
Every time I change my mind third verse same as the first
Only this time the sugar hits you in reverse
Spins you around, puts you in a dream
Turns your mind into an elephant balloon machine
There's a trap set but you shot right through it
Quicker than the human eye like Hong Kong Phooey
You forget about the funk that you been dragged into
Surfin' a high you suck the last glass splinter
Out of your heart and its a brand new summer
No longer are you just another young blade runner
You're a player in a game that requires no pieces
Rules are just restrictions that the state releases
As the world spins off its hinge
We're all too busy analyzing things
But like I said you know how I'm defined
I'm livin' on a planet of my own design
Yeah, woah, I can feel the sugar cane flow
Every time I change my mind third verse same as the first
Only this time the sugar hits you in reverse
Spins you around, puts you in a dream
Turns your mind into an elephant balloon machine
There's a trap set but you shot right through it
Quicker than the human eye like Hong Kong Phooey
You forget about the funk that you been dragged into
Surfin' a high you suck the last glass splinter
Out of your heart and its a brand new summer
No longer are you just another young blade runner
You're a player in a game that requires no pieces
Rules are just restrictions that the state releases
As the world spins off its hinge
We're all too busy analyzing things
But like I said you know how I'm defined
I'm livin' on a planet of my own design
Yeah, woah, I can feel the sugar cane flow
Every time I change my mind third verse same as the first
Only this time the sugar hits you in reverse
Spins you around, puts you in a dream
Turns your mind into an elephant balloon machine
There's a trap set but you shot right through it
Quicker than the human eye like Hong Kong Phooey
You forget about the funk that you been dragged into
Surfin' a high you suck the last glass splinter
Out of your heart and its a brand new summer
No longer are you just another young blade runner
You're a player in a game that requires no pieces
Rules are just restrictions that the state releases
As the world spins off its hinge
We're all too busy analyzing things
But like I said you know how I'm defined
I'm livin' on a planet of my own design
Mini earthquakes and a gun unloading
Volleys of thoughts into the back of my brain
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- Track 45 on The Complete Works of Scott Joplin, Vol. 1-5
- 44 Fig Leaf Rag
- 46 Pineapple Rag
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