Yellow Brick Road Songtext
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I hopped in the shower, I dreamed of a sauna (It all goes)
In the havana you rubbed on my body (My afro)
Forgot all my trauma, I washed it behind us (′Cuz I know)
We got this
We know we want this

The peak of the morning, the birds weren't awake (The sun sang)
They asked for the secret to our love I told them (It′s homemade)
It's homemade
It's homemade
It′s homemade


Back to the streets that′s dipped in gold
And right when it feels like home we go
Back to the roads we know
Our words are starting to sink no float
So back to the streets that's dipped in gold
You know I would never let go you know
Back to the streets that′s dipped in gold
Back to the streets that's dipped in gold

When I first met you I thought that I knew you (From back home)
You greeted me with a very warm welcome (So alone)
The feeling I felt for years all up in (This big town)
But not now
But not now

I know we got problems forget what they taught us (That′s bullshit)
Your strong sense of justice is what they're afraid of (They lose it)
And one day they′ll write a big novel about us (That's real shit)
But right now
But right now

Back to the streets that's dipped in gold
Back to the street that′s-
Back to the streets that′s dipped in gold
Back to the street that's-