Gorillaz

Gravity-y-y-y-y-yyy on me,Never let me down, GentlyGravity-y-y-y-y-yyy, with meNever let me go! NO,NO!Gravity-y-y-y-y-yyy…(rap)Gra-a-avity, ne-never let meGra-a-a-avity, ne-never let meGra-a-a-avity, ne-never let meGra-a-a-avity, ne-never let, let, let, let…I don’

The world is spinnin’ too fastI’m buyin’ lead Nike shoesTo keep myself tetheredTo the days I tried to lose (Oh Yeah)My mama said to slow downYou must make your own shoesStop dancin’ to the musicOf Gorillaz in a happy mood (Oh Yeah)Keep a mild groove onThey do the bump (8x)There ya go!

Tomorrow Comes TodayEverybody’s here with me(we) Got no camera to seeDon’t think I’m not all in this worldThe camera won’t let me goAnd the verdict doesn’t love our soulThe digital won’t let me goYeah yeah yeahI’ll pay (yeah yeah yeah)When tomorrowTomorrow comes

I’m a scary gargoyle on a towerThat you made with plastic powerYour rhinestone eyes are like factories far awayWhere the paralytic dreams that we all seem to keepDrive on engines ’til they weepWith future pixels in factories far awaySo call the mainland from the beachAll parties now washed

Mama was queen of the mamboPapa was king of the CongoDeep down in the jungleI started bangin’ my first bongoEvery monkey’d like to beIn my place instead of meCause I’m the king of bongo, babyI’m the king of bongo bongI went to the big townWhere there is a lot of soundFrom the jungle to the […

Windmill, Windmill for the land.Turn forever hand in hand.Take it all in on your stride.it is sticking, falling down.Love forever love is free.Let’s turn forever you and me.Windmill, windmill for the land.Is everybody in? Ветряная мельница, ветряная мельница на земле.

Drive away,As in lonesome southLike a real straight-shooterThree lanes fullDrive away,As in lonesome southLike a real straight-shooterThree lanes fullGotta ride in my heartGet em going down,You don’t have to be a start,To, to get them going roundEven if you try to move,Wheel it to your right,So

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This morning you’ve got timeFor a hot, home cooked breakfastDelicious and piping hotIn only 3 microwave minutesAre you kidding?Yo, pretty packages of frosted delightsLook, it comes with a toy, he, he, I like thatI wanna number 4 and number 6 and throw in a plastic doughnutJust enjoy the gritty