paroles de chanson Jimi - Rockets
To
be
or
not
to
be
That
is
maximun
is-ness
We
had
a
blue
time
Working
in
the
fields
We
are
the
soul
tribe
Blood
sweat
and
tears
We're
gonna
do
things
All
as
we
feel
We
are
the
soul
tribe
Blood
till
the
end
Hello
my
friend
Pretty
good
for
me
to
see
you
again
Wipe
the
sweat
'Cause
you're
still
livin'
I
can
hear
your
voice
in
the
wind
Jimi,
jimi,
where're
you
at
Jimi,
jimi,
you're
the
cat
(Who
knows)
jimi,
how'd
you
funk
like
that?
Fror
a
small
charge
you
are
free
to
dance
to
any
record
That
you
buy
for
at
least
half
the
price
But
then
there's
a
dollar
figure
for
every
tear
We
were
forced
to
cry
Hey
jimi,
where're
you
at
Jimi,
why
they
wanna
do
you
like
that?
Blood
tears
and
sweat
Rap:
yo!
tape
after
tape
I'm
tired
of
playing
'em
Rhyme
after
rhyme
Hear
how
i'm
laying
'em
Black
is
black
- pop
music
is
wack,
you
see
I'm
here
so
now
you
gotta
deal
with
me
From
hip-hop
to
slow
drag,
that's
my
culture
You're
standing
there
just
looking
like
vultures,
Just
pickin'
apart,
like
it's
musical
genocide
Jump
back
jack,
you're
committing
suicide
My
funk
is
fresch,
that's
why
i'm
rappin'
to
it
You're
standing
there,
just
trying
to
clap
to
it
Radio's
playing
all
those
phoney
seducers
Boy
george
got
picked
up
by
keith
sweat's
producer
What
i've
been
hearing
on
my
radio
Sounds
quite
funny
and
lackodaisical
Just
pick
us
apart
like
it's
musical
genocide
Jump
back
jack,
you're
committing
suicide
We
had
a
blue
time
Workin'
the
fields
We
are
the
soul
tribe
Blood
sweet
and
tears
Drifting
on
a
sea
of
forgotten
teardrops
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