Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Valilujah, artist - Cult Mountain.
Date of issue: 10.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Valilujah |
They tell me its all in me mind, it’s time to take control |
Leave it all behind, separate ego from the soul |
They tell ya (tell ya), tell ya (tell ya) |
Its all in your mind |
Radiated fish was never anybodies favorite dish |
But I munch it cause I don’t have a genie to make a wish |
I could make a mission out of a stroll in the park |
Or a mountain out of the stone in me heart |
But I’m too busy floating above the rim |
Super fly I polish me tinfoil fronts and grin |
I grew wings and flew into the sun with a smile but I’m not strictly doing it |
for fun |
That concrete jungle planting tulips, in the alley with a bally, moonlit |
Valley music to crack a brew and realise Stanley Kubrick directed the big bang, |
and you knew it |
Well of course you probably knew it all along |
This is a late night, early morning song |
So stop stressing I’m not messin' |
I got vexed and hot stepped into the wrong heaven |
In the sky above a candy pink shroom cloud, arguing with god cause I think too |
loud |
I plan to travel the whole world in a day, without ever leaving this urban decay |
Ay, there’s no words I can say, for the feeling that I’m feeling |
Ay, there’s no words I can say, for the feeling that I’m feeling |
V’s for Vally, T’s for Tramadol, X for Xanny |
The scripts had me real happy, for a while |
But all this synthetic happiness got me feeling real angry now |
Like, so I ate some Xannies, and I ate some Tramadols and I ate some Vallies |
Scripts had me real happy, for a while |
But all this synthetic happiness got me feeling real angry now |
Yo, I saw a bag of weed on the floor, motherfucker what the fuck did I do? |
I picked it up |
And then I built it up |
Smoked it in a second flat, it wasn’t enough |
So I had to buy a second pack |
Laigon boy in the Polo crest, Polo neck, over fresh |
Wife beater, boxers, still I’m over dressed |
Looking like a million pounds, pair of Ralphy slippers and gowns |
5 Star hotel lobby, I mingle around |
Tripping balls, see a model bitch and I single her out |
Like, she caked on that make up shit, Maybelline I maybe lean that’s why I make |
up shit |
No sleep baby, so wake up bitch |
No morals, take drugs kids |
I plan to travel the world in a day, but I’m swerving since the birds have been |
chirping today |
Ay, there’s no words I can say, for the feeling that I’m feeling like |
There’s no words I can say, for the feeling that I’m feeling |
Yo |
There’s no words I can say |
To explain why I’m feeling this way |
I’m from a place where the valley runs hella deep |
And no amount of Valium can help me sleep |
Think I’m stuck to the ceiling again |
I’m going chandelerious |
Reach for the secret panel but its locked |
In the white grand piano in the loft I’m the realiest |
See me in the cut, with no weed, better build a L motherfucker |
Radadadada, its the motherfucken T-R-E double L motherfucker |
Put a Y on it, get the shit done in 4 minutes but I got 5 on it |
I just wanna travel the world in a day, without ever leaving my personal space |
There’s no words I can say, for the feeling that I’m feeling |
Ay, there’s no words I can say, for this feeling that I’m feeling |
There’s no words I can say, for this feeling that I’m feeling like |
There’s no words I can say, for the feeling that I’m feeling today |
They tell me its all in me mind, time to take control |
Leave it all behind, separate ego from the soul |
They tell ya (tell ya), they tell ya (tell ya) |
Its all in your mind |