Lyrics Bolero - Bathe
Make
me
your
home
Feed
me
cassava
from
the
root
Teach
me
your
songs
Born
in
the
languages
I
never
knew
And
I'd
never
own
all
of
the
stories
you
told
But
why
would
I
need
to?
Why
would
I
need?
When
the
sun
shines
down
on
the
southside
On
my
little
brown
world,
little
brown
world
When
the
sun
shines
down
on
the
concourse
On
my
little
world
made
in
the
image
of
you
Y
yo
sé
que
es
temprano
Todavía
estoy
buscando
Y
yo
sé
que
es
temprano
Todavía
estoy
buscando
I'll
show
you
my
home
Feed
you
my
mother's
bacalao
Play
Etta
James
Sing
you
the
melodies
from
here
and
now
And
you'll
never
know
the
price
of
the
glory
we
hold
But
why
would
I
need
to?
When
the
sun
shines
down
on
the
southside
On
my
little
brown
world,
little
brown
world
When
the
sun
shines
down
on
the
concourse
On
my
little
world
made
in
the
image
of
you-you-you
Tell
me
it's
fine
to
be
landless
Tell
me
it's
cool
that
I
speak
the
dialect
of
thieves
Mama
tell
me
that
I'm
not
abandoned
I'm
not
a
casualty,
I'm
not
a
casualty,
nah
I'm
four
years
removed
from
the
campus
Four
years
away
from
makuu
and
my
nubian
truths
Mama
tell
me
that
I'm
not
abandoned
I'm
not
a
casualty,
might
be
a
casualty,
but
Tell
me
it's
fine
to
be
landless
Tell
me
it's
cool
that
I
speak
the
dialect
of
thieves
Mama
tell
me
that
I'm
not
abandoned
I'm
not
a
casualty,
I'm
not
a
casualty,
nah
I'm
four
years
removed
from
the
campus
Four
years
away
from
makuu
and
my
nubian
truths
Mama
tell
me
that
I'm
not
abandoned
I'm
not
a
casualty,
might
be
a
casualty,
but
Tell
me
it's
fine
to
be
landless
Tell
me
it's
cool
that
I
speak
the
dialect
of
thieves
Mama
tell
me
that
I'm
not
abandoned
I'm
not
a
casualty,
I'm
not
a
casualty,
nah
I'm
four
years
removed
from
the
campus
Four
years
away
from
makuu
and
my
nubian
truths
Mama
tell
me
that
I'm
not
abandoned
I'm
not
a
casualty,
might
be
a
casualty,
but
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