levy and lie Welcome back Yakko's now at the L's as he tries to sing All the words in the English language A slight mistake at the F's Here's what it
m supposed to find As I reach to the healing of each spoken word? (New languages) Taking a chance as it comes only once Only strength can do justice with words of new languages
(howe/wakeman) [instrumental]
a beat and move with my body, yeah, slow Come on and dance with me, yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body, yeah, slow Oh, oh, read my body language
Miss riley had a dog She used to keep it in her backyard And when the dog began to bark All the neighbors began to shout Then came a stormy night Miss
Fragile seems I opened up too quick and all my dreams Were woken up, I slowly lost my fire With every single man a river cried I had no sensation Completely
Have you been to the desert? Have you walked with the dead? There's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread And the figures don't lie
In many different languages Translated all through the track So, whenever you hear the word love Know that, it's going to be in a different language The language
a person to an object Something more easy to hate An inanimate entity, completely disposable No problem to obliterate But death is the silence In this language
bleed i sweatin tears untill im free my set to the 213 my protect to the e-y-e just soak it in despite all this anguish for a book of human language
Right there cool Come here let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place, I seen a million of 'em They look at me for a split second
Gather around, gather around We are about to spark this potential energy And we gonna channel it to one source Because the energy can, and will be dictated
Intro: Can't hold on. Hook: Hold on is what they say But I say open up your hands and let it fly away Until the day it comes back and it was meant to
part of the dust, in the dusk I must collect the samples from the rust Penetrate the crust then trust no living Driven by the sonic, language passion
Excuse me, does anyone have the time? No If you knew what makes me tick It'll probably make you sick Lay my days of my life in front of you And I'll
Hook: (x2) The more I look around the more it hurts My livelihook is poisoned my works Fall on deaf ears a messenger bringer With a foreign face and
As I awaken Born from the slums and taken Through the ritual, childhood, puberty, adulthood, maturity And mastery of me And my surroundings counting down
Today Sunday On the nineteenth day of october at one a.m. Nineteen ninety seven I had a vision No, well not exactly like a vision No but like a sight