Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dark Fantasy , by - Kanye West. Release date: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dark Fantasy |
| You might think you’ve peeked the scene |
| You haven’t, the real one’s far too mean |
| The watered down one, the one you know |
| Was made up centuries ago |
| It may just sound all whack and corny |
| Yes, it’s awful, blasted boring |
| Twisted fiction, sick addiction |
| Well, gather 'round, children, zip it, listen |
| Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago |
| Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago |
| That’s me, the first year that I blow |
| How you say broke in Spanish? |
| Me no hablo |
| Me drown sorrow in that Diablo |
| Me found bravery in my bravado |
| DJs need to listen to the models |
| You ain’t got no fucking Yeezy in Serrato? |
| (You ain’t got no Yeezy, nigga?) |
| Stupid, but what the hell do I know? |
| I’m just a Chi-town nigga with a nice flow |
| And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo |
| So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow |
| Can we get much higher? |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Look like a fat booty Celine Dion |
| Sex is on fire, I’m the king of Leona Lewis |
| Beyond the truest |
| Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respond to students |
| And refresh the page and restart the memory? |
| Respark the soul and rebuild the energy? |
| We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies |
| Sorry for the night demons that still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over |
| But what’s worse, the pain or the hangover? |
| Fresh air rolling down the window |
| Too many Urkels on your team, that’s why you’re Winslow |
| Don’t make me pull the toys out, huh |
| Don’t make me pull the toys |
| And fire up the engines |
| And then they make noise |
| Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh At the mall, there was a seance |
| Just kids, no parents |
| Then the sky filled with herons |
| I saw the devil in a Chrysler LeBaron |
| And the hell, it wouldn’t spare us And the fires did declare us But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress |
| And woke up back in Paris |
| Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? |
| So high |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |