again? So I can rest my head (Angel) Angel dancing away As all of my thoughts get rearranged (Angel) Angel turning away Just when things seem To have changed So I can rest
again? So I can rest my head Angel...Angel! Dancing away As all of my thoughts get rearranged Angel...Angel! Turning away Just when thing seem To have changed So I can rest
Translation: Green Day. Rest.
play People stare Part of their day Coffee break Lunch at noon Pumpernickel steak Green and orange room Done my list I make my way To help my mother End her day
it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way
'Cause we be poppin' tags, pimpin' we be poppin' tags Uh huh, whattup? Tell you somethin' bout me My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patty's day, green
western skies I think Bob Dylan said that He hit New York City He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem Good scene there, everybody raving One day, one
I ain't mad but that shit wasn't me Had to get up off that jewelry and crystal, couldn't talk that They my niggaz though, I ain't mad, I ain't hatin' To this day
talkin' all that raspy shit Tryna ask me shit, c'mon I walk in brashest certainly the crassest The restaurant's classes the owner is asses Shit my money green
Yeah, yeah that sho' feel good Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green How do you do? Welcome I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you
trees Lies my money tree full of dough BC money man My ancestors had roofie o 20/20 shawty man my competition is super swole Everlasting paper chase I see green
So fast so slow never know where the day may go Bounce and we bubble over hills and valleys We go through the fields of green in between destinies Or
rest of the chain with I need the block to feel the best that I came with I need the cops to get the f*** off of my d*** Different day, same s*** media
