Soul Sister
The Sigit
3:50
Текст песни
There's a man with a friendly plea Who drinks cofee rather than tea I've been listening to his prophercy And I don't need another He smokes super fine clove cigarette There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game My fist to protect, my hugs to attack How could you tell me who's to blame? World is full of amateurs They're acting like a pro If I could talk like a holy man Can I be the cannonist too? Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette There's a man with a friendly plea Who drinks cofee rather than tea I've been listening to his prophercy And I don't need another There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game My first to protect, my hugs to attack How could you tell me who's to blame? World is full of amateurs They're acting like a pro If I could talk like a holy man Can I be the cannonist too? World is full of amateurs Ther're acting like a pro If I could talk like a holy man Can I be the cannonist too? Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette Super fine clove cigarette
