Lyrics I Be the Prophet - Tricky , Martina Topley-Bird
I
can't
relax,
I
need
to
meditate
Yeah,
I'll
make
'em
wait
I
can't
relax,
I
need
to
meditate
Yeah,
I'll
make
'em
wait
Time
moves
in
numbers
I
count
the
summers
Direct
the
drummers
I
can't
relax,
I
need
to
meditate
Yeah,
I'll
make
'em
wait
Time
moves
in
numbers
I
count
the
summers
Direct
the
drummers
Tell
me
you
don't
feel
nothing
Would
you
like
to
ride
on
my
train
Or
would
you
like
to
drink
from
my
vein?
My
vibe's
just
a
fuckin'
feeling
I
see
the
ceiling
And
adjust
to
such
a
feeling
I
be
the
prophet
Slay
me,
then
we'll
cross
it
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I
can't
relax
I
need
to
meditate
I'll
make
them
wait
Time
moves
in
numbers
I
count
the
summers
Direct
the
drummers
Would
you
like
to
ride
on
my
train
Or
would
you
like
to
drink
from
my
vein?
My
vibe's
just
a
feeling
I
see
the
ceiling
And
adjust
to
such
a
feeling
I
be
the
prophet
Slay
me,
then
we'll
cross
it
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I
can't
relax,
I
need
to
meditate
Yeah,
I'll
make
'em
wait
Time
moves
in
numbers
I
count
the
summers
Direct
the
drummers
Tell
me
you
don't
feel
nothing
Would
you
like
to
ride
on
my
train
Or
would
you
like
to
drink
from
my
vein?
My
vibe's
just
a
feeling
I
see
the
ceiling
And
adjust
to
such
a
feeling
I
be
the
prophet
Slay
me,
then
we'll
cross
it
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
I'm
ready
on
the
other
side
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