Shaolin Monk Motherfunk Testo
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Testo Shaolin Monk Motherfunk
Follow my love, follow my love
Drop into, drop into
Drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo
Drop into this, drop into this
Drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
The lines on your palm cry out to be cloaked
With the steady compass of my own
My constellations burn to be strung to yours Almighty dot to dot
So drop into this, so drop into this
So drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo
So drop into this, honey help me swim right through this
So drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour
White ochre shower
Howling as it falls to find the form
Of dust once more
In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour
White ochre shower
Howling as it falls to find the form
Of dust once more
In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour
White ochre shower Howling as it falls to find the form
Of dust once more
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
So drop into this, so drop into this
So drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo
So drop into this, honey help me swim right through this
So drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
Drop into, drop into
Drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo
Drop into this, drop into this
Drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
The lines on your palm cry out to be cloaked
With the steady compass of my own
My constellations burn to be strung to yours Almighty dot to dot
So drop into this, so drop into this
So drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo
So drop into this, honey help me swim right through this
So drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour
White ochre shower
Howling as it falls to find the form
Of dust once more
In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour
White ochre shower
Howling as it falls to find the form
Of dust once more
In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour
White ochre shower Howling as it falls to find the form
Of dust once more
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
As time fleets, don’t tire, your hands in mine
So drop into this, so drop into this
So drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo
So drop into this, honey help me swim right through this
So drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
NAOMI SAALFIELD, PAUL BENDER, PERRIN MOSS, SIMON MAVIN
Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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