Lyrics Conversations - The Woodentops

Conversations

Conversations, I don’t remember, they touched my heart
The character is dripping out of the sky
I knew all their faces, I knew all their spins
Or the quest to enrich their soul
Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here
I’m on my own, you’re always on your own!
Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here
Body of a man
Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here
Yeah, I’m doing
I’m doing the best that I can!
On the quest to enrich their soul!
Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here
I’m on my own, you’re always on your own!
Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here
Body of a man
Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here
Yeah, I’m doing
I’m doing the best that I can!
Like how the cartel struck to the tally in these streets
Like a… that type of girls are for need
Supersonic jet looking like…
On the quest to enrich the soul!