Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where the Wild Things Are, artist - Prop Dylan. Album song To Whom It May Concern, Pt. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Record label: Catapults
Song language: English
Where the Wild Things Are |
Let’s take a sec to think back |
Never worryin' about grief |
It ain’t hard to tell |
Down memory lane |
I remember way back in the days |
Let’s take a sec to think back |
Lost memories |
It ain’t hard to tell |
I was young, I was survivin' the times |
Go inside your mind and find the times that you miss |
Thinking this another throwback, no I beg to differ |
Then you should know that I’m a hopeless reminiscer |
Cloud imagery of pine wood industries |
This be the sound track of my child hood memories |
At my grandmother’s reading Marvel comic books |
She’s in the kitchen, having our lasagna cooked (Smells good) |
I’m in my daydreams prolly thinking life is good |
Long before the nine to five stress of a lively hood |
Look, school’s out and the summer came |
Fun and games, all gravy, no stomach pains |
Jumped over the tracks as the lumber train came thundering in June’s sunny rain |
Nothing changed, everyday a new adventure |
Felt leisure for ever, now who could do it better |
Than us kid with our wild imagination, I could sworn I saw the Toxic Avenger |
down in grandmas basement |
Laying on the roof of the school skipping class |
Where the cool kids were at like that |
When my mind lifts off I’m straight jetting back where the wild things are |
Reminisce |
Never worryin' about grief |
It ain’t hard to tell |
I reminisce |
Down memory lane |
I remember way back in the days |
Reminisce |
Lost memories |
It ain’t hard to tell |
I reminisce |
I was young, I was survivin' the times |
Go inside your mind and find the times that you miss |
After summer, class back in session |
The wild bunch of kids had turned to adolescents |
Some cocky, some chose to study books |
Some had already went on the path on becoming crooks |
Hooked and inspired by their older brothers |
Who did the straight opposite of what they told their mothers |
Know to others as rascals and scalawags |
Who traded fanny packs for cigarettes and beepers |
Cypress Hill hoods with the Fila sneakers |
Cannabis sativa leaves was freaking out the teachers |
It was new so they had to let it slide |
At the same time, I got my Sega Mega Drive |
Altered Beast, Truth Lies, I was never getting out of the house |
I was leveled on the couch |
Straight flat, no doubt it ran half of my world |
But a couple of months later, was magnet to girls |
Just like magic when I lit my first spliff In the woods by the beach with my |
peeps watching pretty girls dip |
Shit, when my mind lifts off I’m straight jetting back where the wild things are |
Reminisce |
Never worryin' about grief |
It ain’t hard to tell |
I reminisce |
Down memory lane |
I remember way back in the days |
Reminisce |
Lost memories |
It ain’t hard to tell |
I reminisce |
I was young, I was survivin' the times |
Go inside your mind and find the times that you miss |
Let’s take a sec to think back |
Never worryin' about grief |
It ain’t hard to tell |
Down memory lane |
I remember way back in the days |
Let’s take a sec to think back |
Lost memories |
It ain’t hard to tell |
I was young, I was survivin' the times |
Go inside your mind and find the times that you miss |