Karmacoma (U.N.K.L.E. Situation) Songtext
von Massive Attack
Karmacoma (U.N.K.L.E. Situation) Songtext
You sure you wanna be with me, I′ve nothing to give
Won't lie and say this love is best
Won′t leave us in emotional peace, take a walk, taste the rest
No, take a rest
I see you digging a hole in your neighbourhood
You're crazy, but you're lazy, no need to live on the need to
Your troubles must be seen to see through money
Like it′s paper with faces, I remember
I drink on a daily basis, though it seldom cools my temper
It never cools my temper
Walking through the suburbs, they′re not exactly lovers
You're a couple, especially when your body′s doubled
Duplicate, and then you wait for the next Kuwait
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
You sure you wanna be with me, I've nothing to give
I take a walk take a rest, taste the rest
You sure you wanna be with me, I′ve nothing to give
Now take a walk take a rest, taste the rest
I take a walk, take a rest
I taste the rest
Don't wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
We overcome in 60 seconds with the strength we have together
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed
When there′s trust, there'll be treats
And when we funk, we'll hear be beats
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Deflowering my baby, I eat my baby mate
I must be crazy, see I′m swazy
You digging a hole in your neighbourhood
You′re crazy, but you're lazy, must be lazy
Don′t wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
Deflowering my baby, I eat my baby mate
My baby
Deflowering my baby, I eat my baby mate
I must be crazy (you must be lazy)
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Won't lie and say this love is best
Won′t leave us in emotional peace, take a walk, taste the rest
No, take a rest
I see you digging a hole in your neighbourhood
You're crazy, but you're lazy, no need to live on the need to
Your troubles must be seen to see through money
Like it′s paper with faces, I remember
I drink on a daily basis, though it seldom cools my temper
It never cools my temper
Walking through the suburbs, they′re not exactly lovers
You're a couple, especially when your body′s doubled
Duplicate, and then you wait for the next Kuwait
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
You sure you wanna be with me, I've nothing to give
I take a walk take a rest, taste the rest
You sure you wanna be with me, I′ve nothing to give
Now take a walk take a rest, taste the rest
I take a walk, take a rest
I taste the rest
Don't wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
We overcome in 60 seconds with the strength we have together
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed
When there′s trust, there'll be treats
And when we funk, we'll hear be beats
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma, Jamaica and Roma
Deflowering my baby, I eat my baby mate
I must be crazy, see I′m swazy
You digging a hole in your neighbourhood
You′re crazy, but you're lazy, must be lazy
Don′t wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
Deflowering my baby, I eat my baby mate
My baby
Deflowering my baby, I eat my baby mate
I must be crazy (you must be lazy)
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Karmacoma (what?), Jamaica and Roma
Writer(s): Robert Milton Locke, Adrian Nicholas Matthew Thaws, Grantley Marshall, Robert Del Naja, Andrew Lee Isaac Vowles, Tim Norfolk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com