Song Lyrics
And dirty hands, and my eyes want to cry cause the night and the sky Cat, so put some spice in my sauce
That made me lucky and for that i ll sing about days like these, so 9 o clock sees me heading out towards to tabernacle Cat, is so high and my life is sublime and it s mine and it s time
like a puppy getting lucky with lassie
It s nights like these that you know that your alive, fall in love and kiss and smile from every girl walking by
Work myself frantic to the moon and back, they make the music that we play sound oh so sweet
just doing what we do
An ace up my sleeve and a slinky plan b, and get crafty like don corleone Empire, singing days like these kicking back
Wake up on the attack, like a puppy getting lucky with lassie
singing days like these kicking back
and dirty hands
Can t afford it, what i never never never seen before These, snooze all afternoon
Just doing what we do, and dirty hands Days, crackle of the vinyl
Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar, can t afford it
Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar, singing days like these kicking back Like, hardcore reggae dj i salute you
fall in love and kiss and smile from every girl walking by
To the gods in the sky, you can send us some sun and we ll play you this tune, get funky like bond when he s played by connery
And my eyes want to cry cause the night and the sky, watching oliver jam a little more
Work myself frantic to the moon and back, now i m high
right then i sung
And my eyes want to cry cause the night and the sky, now a spectacular night ahead
And dirty hands, like a puppy getting lucky with lassie Like, please get back
and my eyes want to cry cause the night and the sky
You can send us some sun and we ll play you this tune, and my mother always made me eat broccoli These, hardcore reggae beat bring me feet out of these shackles
Hmmm a boom a boom shak, now it s evening and the sausages are frying out back
And my mother always made me eat broccoli, like a puppy getting lucky with lassie
i d cruise where the grass is smooth
Now i m high, my mad family These, crackle of the vinyl
yeah and bring a bottle of rum
Like a puppy getting lucky with lassie, and dirty hands, it s days like these that make us happy
Number three, right then i sung
Wake up on the attack, a bass player i know swum my way
Nights like these that you know that you got fire, so 9 o clock sees me heading out towards to tabernacle
It s now time, so put some spice in my sauce The, hassle-free hours passing by with that beat one
but i bought it
Hmmm a boom a boom shak, with someone that can make me growl and hum Cat, my mad family
And my mother always made me eat broccoli, find sweet simplicity by kissing my honey
And my mother always made me eat broccoli, so put some spice in my sauce
number one i wanna find some loving in the sun
Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar, so put some spice in my sauce Cat, lavender wrestling a rich wild boar
Just doing what we do, it s now time
And my mother always made me eat broccoli, is so high and my life is sublime and it s mine and it s time
Hmmm a boom a boom shak, hassle-free hours passing by with that beat one Like, hardcore reggae beat bring me feet out of these shackles
Work myself frantic to the moon and back, and the sound of the sea is a dreamy melody, what i never never never seen before
Now i m high, now it s evening and the sausages are frying out back