Lyrics Welcome (Pre-production Version) - 311
Groove
as
your
soul
sings
Spinnin'
all
around
as
we
dust
a
melody
Groove
as
your
soul
sings
Spinnin'
all
around
as
we
dust
a
melody
Welcome
to
this
groove,
you
can
move
right
We
gonna
take
you
higher
(higher)
Not
caught
in
the
quagmire
('mire)
I
can't
survive
on
a
stupid
nine
to
five
I'd
rather
be
poor,
writin'
tunes,
livin'
on
a
commune
Kickin'
it
with
my
brothers
(brothers)
And
significant
others
(others)
Life
in
pursuit
of
money,
uh
huh,
we
think
it's
funny
The
only
thing
that
money
it
could
ever
bring
for
me
Would
be
some
gifts
for
my
friends
Follow
me
now,
trips
for
my
family
The
only
thing
I
love
is
freedom
(freedom)
The
people
around
me,
I
need
'em
(I
need
'em)
I'd
like
to
buy
the
world
a
Coke,
but
like
I
said,
I
said
You
could
never
get
me
interested
in
dreams
of
wealth
myself
My
birthday
happens
to
land
on
April
12th
-whack
A
Coney
Island
of
the
mind,
it's
mine
I
swipe
the
sweets,
strip
the
beats
in
the
sunshine
Loco
homes
I
stroll
because
I'm
thinking
A
tone
poem
alone
is
love
medicine
Then
the
demon,
spring
revolution
in
my
spirit
Here
it
is
and
I
will
kill
with
it
Traveling,
head
spinnin'
from
the
medicine
Illusions
fadin'
out
and
comin'
on
again
Unwind
your
blind
mind,
find
entire
minutes
Abstract
the
tract
of
sight,
day
breaking
in
it
Doles
out
my
share
of
the
world,
ocean
and
sun
Rising
with
a
whirling
motion
(yeah)
Aw,
shit
I
fought,
fought,
fought,
kicked
and
screamed
my
way
to
getting
born
Now
I
feel
worn
and
I
say
come
on
The
night
won't
save
anyone
Won't
you
roam,
we've
grown
so
we
can
write
again
Our
soul
select
its
own
way
for
the
travellin'
We're
here,
we're
breathing
and
we
wanna
keep
our
blood
running
So
we're
gonna
keep
gunning
'til
the
next
homecoming
I
like
the
boogie
to
the
bang
bang
boogie
Say
up
jump
the
boogie
to
the
bang
bang,
come
on
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