Colourful Life Songtext
von Cajun Dance Party
Colourful Life Songtext
I′d love to go to a brand new place
But recognize the sky
A brand new motion yet same old people
And thats the reason why
The colours of honey are in you're eyes
As you′re life flies high
But before you know it, you've fallen
As your life flashes before you're lies
And the lights, just march, on by
And the crowd, they walk, and sigh
Yet time is slow
Feel the world on my hands
Trust insentives of a band
Cos′ the weight is thick and thin
Drop it now and destroy what′s in
So pick up the pace
And enjoy the race
Because nothing-ness is nice
And feel the dance, and feel the mood
While you're munching on that slice
Don′t have to spit out
You're thumb or the wriggleys gum
Because they′re both a waste of time
But don't crush the bird, just for fun
′Cause that's not fun for every one
And the lights, just march, on by
And the crowd, they walk, and sigh
Yet time is slow
Feel the world on my hands
Trust insentives of a band
Because the weight is thick and thin
Drop it now and destroy whats in
(Lets go!)
So pick up the pace
And enjoy the race
'Cause nothing-ness is nice
And feel the dance, and feel the mood
While you′re munching on that slice
Don′t have to spit out
You're thumb or the wriggleys gun
Because they′re both a waste of time
But don't crush the bird, just for fun
′Cause that's not fun for every one
But recognize the sky
A brand new motion yet same old people
And thats the reason why
The colours of honey are in you're eyes
As you′re life flies high
But before you know it, you've fallen
As your life flashes before you're lies
And the lights, just march, on by
And the crowd, they walk, and sigh
Yet time is slow
Feel the world on my hands
Trust insentives of a band
Cos′ the weight is thick and thin
Drop it now and destroy what′s in
So pick up the pace
And enjoy the race
Because nothing-ness is nice
And feel the dance, and feel the mood
While you're munching on that slice
Don′t have to spit out
You're thumb or the wriggleys gum
Because they′re both a waste of time
But don't crush the bird, just for fun
′Cause that's not fun for every one
And the lights, just march, on by
And the crowd, they walk, and sigh
Yet time is slow
Feel the world on my hands
Trust insentives of a band
Because the weight is thick and thin
Drop it now and destroy whats in
(Lets go!)
So pick up the pace
And enjoy the race
'Cause nothing-ness is nice
And feel the dance, and feel the mood
While you′re munching on that slice
Don′t have to spit out
You're thumb or the wriggleys gun
Because they′re both a waste of time
But don't crush the bird, just for fun
′Cause that's not fun for every one
Writer(s): Daniel Blumberg, Robert Guy Stern Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com