paroles de chanson Snoopies - De La Soul , David Byrne
In
a
hundred
years
from
now
We
will
not
recognize
this
place
The
dollar
store
is
filled
with
love
The
parking
lot
is
full
of
grace
Now,
judges
put
their
snoopies
on
With
glorious
and
true
restraint
A
child
is
gonna
rule
them
all
Said
the
prophets
of
the
human
race
Hey
now,
can
you
picture
yourself
Hey
now,
in
the
physical
sense
Hey
now,
a
subcutaneous
thing
Hey
now,
like
a
mother
and
father
Pan
Am
trips,
circa
76,
the
Ritz
Papa
hit
the
belt,
to
pick
up
at
the
JFK
I
judge
nothing,
I
let
her
know,
AFK
I'm
off
the
front
porch
and
the
front
screen
Two
shocks
on
my
back,
the
wise
look
mean
They
told
me
slow
down,
baby,
but
I'm
a
lummox
The
8-ball
said,
Dave,
you
in
the
wrong
lot
Move
like
sloth,
cut
cloth
with
new
scissors
You
thinking
too
big,
I
call
Nell
Carter
Somebody
give
me
a
break,
cut
ya
toe
up
You
put
both
hands
up,
I
put
four
up
Can't
teach
a
fast
dog
how
to
stand
still
Mano
e
mano
it's
the
hand
to
hand
still
Somebody
give
me
a
break,
the
clutch
went
out
Tags
slap
hands,
I'm
about
to
man
out
Can't
teach
'em
at
the
morgue
how
to
stand
still
See
y'all
tomorrow
for
the
man
to
man
Ma-ma-ma-man
to
man
Now
that
was
all
so
long
ago
See
the
babies,
they
are
running
wild
If
you
get
too
close,
they
run
away
So
tonight
we
better
stay
inside
So
whenever
things
don't
go
my
way
I
simply
put
my
snoopies
on
I'll
share
them
with
you,
I
don't
mind
Let
me
be
your
microphone
Hey
now,
can
you
picture
yourself
Hey
now,
in
the
physical
sense
Hey
now,
a
subcutaneous
thing
Hey
now,
like
a
mama
and
papa
Will
I
ever
get
tired
of
this
Will
I
ever
get
turned
around
Will
I
ever
get
over
you
Give
me
a
break
now,
the
clutch
went
out
Will
I
ever
go
back
again
Will
I
ever
get
used
to
me
Will
I
ever
be
smart
enough
How
do
I
know
if
I'm
totally
clean?
It's
the
elastic
youth,
coming
to
size
up
your
plastic
troop
Keep
a
pot
of
caution,
boil
it
in
the
hot
I
wonder
why,
so
why
not
Move
like
a
used
car
and
you
get
used
up
wherever
you
are
So
they
say
me
and
my
crew
get
it
new
all
day
Couple
of
shots
of
calamity
But
don't
mess
with
the
gram
to
be
sniffed
Too
messy
for
the
ego,
when
you
come
crashing
There
ain't
no
airbag
to
dash
in
and
catch
ya
She
goes
down
and
I
look
down
She
looks
up,
I
don't
know
what
to
say
Yo,
do
that
shit,
yo,
do
that
shit
But
she
already
done
done
it
anyway
But
yo,
do
understand
under
the
man
Lies
another
line
set
of
value,
open
a
shape
So
when
I'm
speeding
too
fast,
it
don't
match
the
brake
1 Genesis
2 Royalty Capes
3 Pain
4 Property of Spitkicker.com
5 Memory of... (US)
6 CBGBS
7 Lord Intended
8 Snoopies
9 Greyhounds
10 Sexy Bitch
11 Trainwreck
12 Drawn
13 Nosed Up
14 You Go Dave (A Goldblatt Presentation)
15 Here in After
16 Exodus
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