Earthling
Nefisa
Mirror boy, rhyme with dada convention
Psychoanalysis didn`t mean anything
PVC costumes, letters to Castro
Show me what you`re reading, freaky girl with the afro
Franz Fannon, yeah yeah I get it,
All that curiosity with something to offset it
Diagrams and plans, drawn in secret locations
Scientific babies, they be peddling information
The queen, she`s smoking prozac, we be smoking napalm
The verbal countries, they be smoking atom bombs
I wrote a book in the year seven-ten
By nineteensixty-nine I had written more
If you`re feeling insecure,
Cause you`re living in a storm
If you find them, you can burn them,
If you burn them you can keep warm
Them winds of change, they be bringing change,
Especially now there`s prostitutes on Ilford Lane
You see, it`s kinda like, but no, it`s not the same thing
See there were men on the moon, but they killed them
Bearing in mind, my mind`s soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind`s aquarian
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Bearing in mind yes yes, y`all
Bearing in mind, there`s nothing in it
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Aeroplanes in my room,
And I don`t know who`s flying them
They`re playing that tune
It`s okay, I got my eye on them
They`re making their messages out of them smokes
Words evaporate, I can`t read what they wrote
Their language is so strange, I never seen it`s kind
The smell of them vapors be taking my mind
Combined with that melody, them engines be humming
I pick up my mike, I put it down
See now I`m outside in, I don`t know where I`m going
I gets in my car, I starts rowing
But like the water is seeping
It`s getting in through the bottom
I tickle them fish
Swallow them whole, now I got some
Bones, sticking in my throat
Has anybody seen my universal antidote
Bearing in mind, my mind`s soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind`s aquarian
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Bearing in mind yes yes, y`all
Bearing in mind, there`s nothing in it
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop and wait
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop and wait
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop
And still it`s cool, like they does it in Egypt
I say come to that river man, but nobody`s seen it
Believe that, cinematic, atmospheric
Panasonic my headphones, ain`t nothing on it
Bonnets on cars, magazines, girls on Harleys
We`s sneaking up on babies, and we`s eating thems Farleys
I don`t know where my girl is, oh well, somebody took her
Fixing those strings as she sings Mr Hooker
Spikey hair my head, since I cut off my dreads
I got the green fishs tail, set sail on a moped
Jean of Arc`s on the back, trying not to fall off
Valentines park, hip hop, set it all off
It`s like I`m on a solitary exhibition
It`s like you see me everywhere, but you still know that I be missing
Pissing in the wind as I`m lookin` for them answers
In seventies movies and topless dancers
Bearing in mind, my mind`s soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind`s aquarian
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Bearing in mind there`s nothing in it
Bearing in mind yes yes, y`all
Bearing in mind...
Times being what they are, Radar
Nefisa
Mirror boy, rhyme with dada convention
Psychoanalysis didn`t mean anything
PVC costumes, letters to Castro
Show me what you`re reading, freaky girl with the afro
Franz Fannon, yeah yeah I get it,
All that curiosity with something to offset it
Diagrams and plans, drawn in secret locations
Scientific babies, they be peddling information
The queen, she`s smoking prozac, we be smoking napalm
The verbal countries, they be smoking atom bombs
I wrote a book in the year seven-ten
By nineteensixty-nine I had written more
If you`re feeling insecure,
Cause you`re living in a storm
If you find them, you can burn them,
If you burn them you can keep warm
Them winds of change, they be bringing change,
Especially now there`s prostitutes on Ilford Lane
You see, it`s kinda like, but no, it`s not the same thing
See there were men on the moon, but they killed them
Bearing in mind, my mind`s soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind`s aquarian
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Bearing in mind yes yes, y`all
Bearing in mind, there`s nothing in it
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Aeroplanes in my room,
And I don`t know who`s flying them
They`re playing that tune
It`s okay, I got my eye on them
They`re making their messages out of them smokes
Words evaporate, I can`t read what they wrote
Their language is so strange, I never seen it`s kind
The smell of them vapors be taking my mind
Combined with that melody, them engines be humming
I pick up my mike, I put it down
See now I`m outside in, I don`t know where I`m going
I gets in my car, I starts rowing
But like the water is seeping
It`s getting in through the bottom
I tickle them fish
Swallow them whole, now I got some
Bones, sticking in my throat
Has anybody seen my universal antidote
Bearing in mind, my mind`s soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind`s aquarian
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Bearing in mind yes yes, y`all
Bearing in mind, there`s nothing in it
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop and wait
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop and wait
Don`t even think `bout it
Don`t even contemplate
Before the funk goes to your head
You better stop
And still it`s cool, like they does it in Egypt
I say come to that river man, but nobody`s seen it
Believe that, cinematic, atmospheric
Panasonic my headphones, ain`t nothing on it
Bonnets on cars, magazines, girls on Harleys
We`s sneaking up on babies, and we`s eating thems Farleys
I don`t know where my girl is, oh well, somebody took her
Fixing those strings as she sings Mr Hooker
Spikey hair my head, since I cut off my dreads
I got the green fishs tail, set sail on a moped
Jean of Arc`s on the back, trying not to fall off
Valentines park, hip hop, set it all off
It`s like I`m on a solitary exhibition
It`s like you see me everywhere, but you still know that I be missing
Pissing in the wind as I`m lookin` for them answers
In seventies movies and topless dancers
Bearing in mind, my mind`s soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind`s aquarian
Bearing in mind, my mind`s mine
Times being what they are, Radar
Bearing in mind there`s nothing in it
Bearing in mind yes yes, y`all
Bearing in mind...
Times being what they are, Radar