Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Opium, artist - Jump Little Children. Album song Buzz, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.07.1996
Record label: EZ Chief, Jump Two
Song language: English
Opium |
| «do you smoke opium?» |
| he said |
| As he opened my wallet on the street |
| Please god please can you breathe a little softer |
| It’s hard enough to stand up straight cause I’m beat |
| Don’t call your girlfriend on the phone |
| There’s lots of other numbers you can use |
| Get this dial tone off me |
| Let’s go out and get some coffee |
| Caffeine will make you less and less confused |
| I didn’t want to be Chinese |
| I just ended up in this part of town |
| I’m an entertainer |
| And I will try to make you saner |
| At least turn your frown upside down |
| Her take a look upon my face |
| It’s dark, I know you can’t see at all |
| But try and take some notice |
| At least try and focus |
| Or else you’re going to stumble or even fall |
| There’s a man coming from the south land |
| Just coming off the fix, the sleeve tricks |
| Strike it up if judah sticks |
| The brass band, hold hands |
| Right across the new land |
| Have an accent pay your rent, at least conceal your identity |
| Cause it’s cheaper when it’s free |
| The warble in the purple |
| And the bubble’s in trouble again |
| I heard there was a murder just upstairs |
| I saw the graffiti on the van |
| The tears on her cheek, were as clean as a squeak |
| A crack in the window and they ran |
| Please let me hold you by the belt the fall is at least three stories down |
| It’s easier I swear, comb your teeth and brush your hair |
| A few flights of steps and we’re into town |
| «do you smoke opium?» |
| he said |
| As he offered the back seat of a cab |
| If you have no quid, don’t you even make a bid |
| Don’t worry, I’ll just put it on your tab |
| The yellow of the hood began to roar |
| The seat became soft or so it seemed |
| Just press it to your skin, and let the fun begin |
| The music inside your throat will make you scream |
| There’s a man coming from the south land |
| Just coming off the fix, the sleeve tricks |
| Strike it up if judah sticks |
| The brass band, hold hands |
| Right across the new land |
| Have an accent pay your rent, at least conceal your identity |
| Cause it’s cheaper when it’s free |
| The warble in the purple |
| And the bubble’s in trouble again |
| You don’t know me, but I’m famous |
| You might even like me, given a chance |
| I’m nervous, and I’m shaking |
| I’m toasted, and I’m still baking |
| From the drug that gives this evening such romance |
| «do you smoke opium?» |
| he said |
| As we walked into the early morning gray |
| With my hand upon his sleeve, before I took my leave |
| I said «no, and now I’ll be on my way» |