When I was a child I dreamed like a child of wonder With my back in the grass My eyes to the sky to see I believed in the stars I knew they cast a spell
eyes of fire Em C No one can see Em C The smoke from the sweet grass Em C Covers me Em C Em C (Guitar
knowwhat it's like to hear Debussy in a California prison field And I love I love to sing while I'm workin' I love to sing while I'm workin' And the wind
through a wall of thunder Electrified by the sound of the guitars Hey you, you are ready for tonight And can you see me now? I wanna see you out there
All by itself (by itself) You can't see it coming You can't find it anywhere else I'm a kako wero kinga kinga kinga kinga Birds like me, 'cause I
wood Just like these redneck lunatics I see at the local bar With their tribe of mutant inbred piglets with cloven hooves I'd teach 'em how to plant a bomb, start a fire, play guitar
that fire illuminate it left me miles from anywhere hiding over there even what I can't see I could find in anyone as long as their in there I
west unite So, come on Oh, baby, baby, baby, I got your back No matter where I am, no mater where you at When you're thinking of me I'm dreaming of
star Oh Maria, Maria She fell in love in East L.A. I said it to the sounds of the guitar yeah yeah Played by Carlos Santana I said a la favella, los
hypnotized I gotta body like a CL5 Make a ***** wanna test drive but I'm so on fire Flyer than a pelican find another chick better than I don't see her
and he?s saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Oh my God, I'm sorry!? and apologizing and she looks at the man and she, she says [guitar starts] ?Where are
bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answer 'Cuz if I had a chance to do it again I
See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..... Cuz if I had a chance, to do it again I
I have to say this I never miss yo when I display? From styles I paint the funky picture I portray and before I hit the court I made it my forte cause
Underneath the mistletoe we go, we go Merry Christmas time come and find you happy And there by your fire, I hope you have a good one I hope momma gets
fine Till I had to move further down the line Promised that girl I'd be back soon A little bit south of Saskatoon Went up to Nome to see the sights