Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Lot to Say , by - Glue. Release date: 18.09.2006
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Lot to Say , by - Glue. A Lot to Say |
| I found god in my boom box, hiding in the high hats |
| Trapped under filters and waiting for kickbacks |
| Or justice, plus it’s, whatever comes first |
| We want the worst, to hurt less, and the best to work us up |
| Into frenzies, we’ll be keeping it sharp |
| Trying to drive but the world has got me in park |
| My adrenaline gets me going, rolling through midnights |
| Into promises hands, where the failure has no rights |
| Or the chance for occupation, I’m done with aggravation |
| We don’t need your separation; |
| I’ll bring the words and music |
| You bring the participation |
| For every syllable that’s fitted to match, your sprit |
| I’ll be filling you with groove, so catch the sequence |
| Glue is true life, as honest as it gets |
| Putting a bounce in your step and the love in your sex |
| We’ve got a lot to say |
| And even more to do |
| We’ve got 3 mins left |
| And then it’s up to you |
| On the block where I live, it’s all respect and peace |
| Trying to set examples by handing out strength to the weak |
| The peak isn’t as far away as you might think |
| But it’s takes more than contact highs and mixed drinks |
| You blink and it’s gone, the stage and the lights |
| I gamble my moments but always betting on my life |
| While you sit and wait for the pawn to move itself |
| I’ve been hustling, investing in fresh air for health |
| Reasons like this, I’m seeing big waves to ride |
| Rare records to find, with history to realign |
| Tell a friend what you heard, that glue is on the way |
| With a budget of zero and 50 shows to play |
| It’s the same old story, but it needs to be told |
| From orange county sun to the northeast cold |
| You can get an the mindless nonsense somewhere else |
| Cause here we try sneak experimental in on stealth |
| We’ve got a lot to say |
| And even more to do |
| We’ve got 2 mins left |
| And then it’s up to you |
| I live to play favorites, in the smoky oxygen |
| Doing my best to sing, like I’m Van Morrison |
| Driving hard against the current with no sleep until Chicago |
| Then crash on the couch of my TBA vatos |
| We follow morals where religion is decision of self |
| Where you’ve been working towards heaven but existing in hell |
| I’m telling you, glue’s seen the best |
| En route to something fresh we’re headed Midwest |
| I never tempt fate, I respect her limits |
| Keep my hands to myself then fantasize to the image |
| Hold up love, it’s never too late to manage |
| So focused on the punch, you can’t feel the damage |
| It’s hard to keep the monotony out of the picture |
| And quality was a looker and I admit that we miss her |
| But each time we deliver better ways and bigger sounds |
| She’s one step closer to coming right back around |
| We’ve got a lot to say |
| And even more to do |
| We’ve got 1 mins left |
| Then it’s up to you |
| We’ve got a lot to say |
| And even more to do |
| We’ve got 10 seconds left |
| And then it’s up to you |
| We’ve got a lot to say |
| And even more to do |
| We’ve got no time left |
| Now it’s up to you |
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|---|---|
| Making A Mess | 2006 |
| Vessel | 2006 |
| Never Really Know | 2006 |
| Glupies | 2006 |
| Restless | 2006 |
| Hometown Anthem | 2006 |
| Belmont and Clark | 2006 |
| Stride (Anxiety Get Gone) | 2006 |
| Beat Beat Beat | 2006 |