Seven Horses in the Sky '94 Songtext
von The Pebbles
Seven Horses in the Sky '94 Songtext
Got seven horses racing in the sky, yeah
Which is way too high
Smell of ozone in the air
Jockey, jockey, why ain′t you up there?
Hear the clatter of their hoofs
Exploding all around
Hidden in a ditch, I really do admire their fidget
Please don't make them look at me
Got purple horses running in a green pouring sky
Try the heat of their breath, forget the feeling being trampled down
I′ll bet you ten to one, you're just too scared to have a try
Search the open field, take a poker in your hand
You'll see they′re such a gastronomes
Seven horses in the sky
Seven horses passing by
Seven horses won′t get tired
See how they running
See how they running hasty
See how they running
See how they running way up high
They don't need no feed
The only feed they need
Is my skin to heat
Got seven horses racing in the sky, yeah
Which is way too high
Smell of ozone in the air
Jockey, jockey, why ain′t you up there?
Hear the clatter of their hoofs
Exploding all around
Hidden in a ditch, I really do admire their fidget
Please don't make them look at me
Seven horses in the sky
Seven horses passing by
Seven horses won′t get tired
See how they running
See how they running hasty
See how they running
See how they running hasty
See how they running
See how they running hasty
I've got to hear them all around
Which is way too high
Smell of ozone in the air
Jockey, jockey, why ain′t you up there?
Hear the clatter of their hoofs
Exploding all around
Hidden in a ditch, I really do admire their fidget
Please don't make them look at me
Got purple horses running in a green pouring sky
Try the heat of their breath, forget the feeling being trampled down
I′ll bet you ten to one, you're just too scared to have a try
Search the open field, take a poker in your hand
You'll see they′re such a gastronomes
Seven horses in the sky
Seven horses passing by
Seven horses won′t get tired
See how they running
See how they running hasty
See how they running
See how they running way up high
They don't need no feed
The only feed they need
Is my skin to heat
Got seven horses racing in the sky, yeah
Which is way too high
Smell of ozone in the air
Jockey, jockey, why ain′t you up there?
Hear the clatter of their hoofs
Exploding all around
Hidden in a ditch, I really do admire their fidget
Please don't make them look at me
Seven horses in the sky
Seven horses passing by
Seven horses won′t get tired
See how they running
See how they running hasty
See how they running
See how they running hasty
See how they running
See how they running hasty
I've got to hear them all around
Writer(s): Luc Jan Frans Smets, Robert Jacques M J Baelemans, A Beeckmans Frederik, Hugo Hubert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com