Kategori: Sage Francis

Slow Down Gandhi

Slow Down Gandhi There once was a song called “Arrest The President.”Contemporary music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.I wasn’t pop then, so I missed the bus a bit,But politics was on everybody’s hot this summer list.The...

Mullet

Mullet It was the (beatboxing) that got me (beatboxing)It was the (beatboxing) break (beatboxing)Deflate cuz I was gassedhead over heals in love with the electric drumsand spoken vocals which was the joke of localsand laughing stock of my rock and roll...

Bridle

Bridle (I want you to be happy and um,that’s like really what it comes down toas one of my good friends in this world.Um, I mean I hope that whatever happens that youwill be, like real happy not some sort of...

Threewrite

Threewrite This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined soulsthe hands I’ve been trying to holdThis is to the (uh-uh) love that I lostand all the troubling thoughts of how I got double-crossedand this is to the (uh-uh) divorce I was forced to...

Damage

Damage [Chorus]I’m doing Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh)Damage (uh), Damege (uh), Destruction (terror), Motherfucker say WHAT?(ONE) something’s got to give(TWO) something’s got to give(THREE) something’s got to giverrrAArrrrrggghhhhhhh… [Verse 1]Sage Francis is out of it. He done switched...

Sun Vs Moon

Sun Vs Moon Th-the devil,Th-th-the devil,(repeat x4 then continues until “settle their differences”) The devil only exists because of your belief in him,Same goes for that other guy,I believe the sun is simply reflecting the shine from the moon (word?)Stealing its...

Narcissist

Narcissist [Chorus]I don’t look at myself in the mirror because I’m a narcissistI simply like to watch myself exist…(HHHH)Now I’m in a fog and mist…(HHHH)Now my reflection is anonymousPonder this! I’ve seen a reflection of my soul in the store windowCaught...

Runaways

Runaways (Sage Francis)It’s time to rethink every fact that is imaginableSurvival instinct dwells in a past that is inhabitableI happen to pull fast ones over the slow parole boardWho likes to speak to de-fanged wolves who cry sheepTime seeps into our...