Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Singing Man, artist - The Roots. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Singing Man |
| Days are living fast, moves in misery |
| You got a song you wanna sing for me? |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| Look, I’m so twisted, so, so twisted |
| One life to live and I’m willing to risk it |
| Terror that the world has never known existed |
| Left so many clues, now how could they miss it? |
| Sadistic, ballistic, find a word and pick it |
| Long as it means the world is on my shit list |
| Walking time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick |
| Countdown’s on, it’s too late to nix it |
| I’m so anxious, so, so anxious |
| The ones I hate barely know what my name is |
| Have no clue that I’m armed and dangerous |
| Willing to spill my blood to be famous |
| Willing to spill my blood to make changes |
| Look for a suicide note to explain this |
| Heinous, inking the ache from my anguish |
| Sounds insane, you’re speaking my language |
| Days are living fast, moves in misery |
| You got a song you wanna sing for me? |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| One for the crescent, two for the cross |
| Three for the blessing, four for the loss |
| Kid holding a weapon, walk like a corpse |
| In the face of transgression, military issue Kalash- |
| -Nikova or machete or a pitchfork |
| He killing cause he feel he got nothing to live for |
| In a war taking heads from men like Charles Taylor |
| And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer |
| 13-year-old killer, he look 35 |
| He changed his name to Little No-Man-Survive |
| When he smoke that leaf, shorty believe he can fly |
| He loot and terrorize and shoot between the eyes |
| Who to blame? |
| It’s a shame, the youth was demonized |
| Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies |
| And he wouldn’t have to raise his barrel to target you |
| His heart can’t give you the years of scar tissue |
| Days are living fast, moves in misery |
| You got a song you wanna sing for me? |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| Uh, what you’re witnessing is true dedication |
| Charged by the call and the cause of the nation |
| Countdown, minutes away from detonation |
| A lifetime of grunt work, this is the culmination |
| My manner, seems patient, inner rage lies |
| So deep, I can taste it, let’s sacrifice lives |
| Past the first sensation, to paradise I fly |
| Delusions are lighting up the midday sky |
| The last days of mine spent in extreme secrecy |
| Wolves dressed like sheep occur more frequently |
| Too much faith to be scared, the petrified been fled |
| Those who live fearing death, might as well be dead |
| Towers of the occupiers, will soon fall |
| Martyr or mass murderer? |
| That’s your call |
| Mass transit or a mall? |
| Who can watch 'em all? |
| In the name of the merciful, sing me a song |
| Days are living fast, moves in misery |
| You got a song you wanna sing for me? |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing a song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing another song, singing man |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |
| Sing a song for me |