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Dreamy Days Lyrics
(Chorus)
Dah dah dah dah dah
Dreamy days, come what may, we feel no way
Theres gonna be fun and lots of laughter
(Chorus: repeat 2X)
I'm just a long foot barely talk
I might take of my shoes might take of my socks
Take a little peep under that frock tonight
But there be no body pop pop tonight
You know my style I keep it on a holy outa body mind blown
We in some zone
So how deep can we sow those seeds
and procede to buck the limit?
Spinnin' in a whirlpool, ecential peek
Messin' around with all those chemical rushes
When natural highs come a whole lot cheeper
Sweet to Geha got me singin' baby baby babe
I got the sudden urge to miss behave
I want to take you away from all the stresses
Buy you nice flowers and expensive dresses
You don't belive me, you think I'm cheesy
(Chorus: repeat 2X)
I want to feel ya, I want to know ya, I want to hold ya
But at the same time situations are complex
Cause you got perticulars, I got perticulars
Old circles are sick of us
Cause we're walkin' down a prim-rose row
To everything and nothing
So can you picture past the honeymoon
where you beat me with a wooden spoon
And you got me sleepin' on the couch
Now I'm thinkin' who's house is this?
This is my money, this is my pain, these are my drugs
This is my brain, and its never gonna be the same
(Chorus: repeat 2X)
I'm a one man power house succeding within the scene
Son of the sir(e) livin' the love livin' the dream
Wiper snapers get jeolous it's true they don't know
'Bout my x amount of heart break years of low dough
We professional we dealin' with bussiness
Revolution creap up slap you on the nose bridge
Touces in the back room gettin' the dutch
And these women in my black book they all quite posh
Still I wash my own breif wash my own socks
Some cocks y'all the horny bastards gressy polls
Square peg in a round hole too much show now
Some say I'm arrogent some say I'm layed back
From a counciled fact payin' higher rate tax
Who's the that who's the geeks must be Manuva MC
With a second LP for all the girls I got the vitality
It's my
(Chorus: repeat 4X)
Dah dah dah dah dah
Theres gonna be fun and lots of laughter
I might take of my shoes might take of my socks
Take a little peep under that frock tonight
But there be no body pop pop tonight
You know my style I keep it on a holy outa body mind blown
We in some zone
So how deep can we sow those seeds
and procede to buck the limit?
Spinnin' in a whirlpool, ecential peek
Messin' around with all those chemical rushes
When natural highs come a whole lot cheeper
Sweet to Geha got me singin' baby baby babe
I got the sudden urge to miss behave
I want to take you away from all the stresses
Buy you nice flowers and expensive dresses
You don't belive me, you think I'm cheesy
But at the same time situations are complex
Cause you got perticulars, I got perticulars
Old circles are sick of us
Cause we're walkin' down a prim-rose row
To everything and nothing
where you beat me with a wooden spoon
And you got me sleepin' on the couch
Now I'm thinkin' who's house is this?
This is my money, this is my pain, these are my drugs
This is my brain, and its never gonna be the same
Son of the sir(e) livin' the love livin' the dream
Wiper snapers get jeolous it's true they don't know
'Bout my x amount of heart break years of low dough
We professional we dealin' with bussiness
Revolution creap up slap you on the nose bridge
Touces in the back room gettin' the dutch
And these women in my black book they all quite posh
Still I wash my own breif wash my own socks
Some cocks y'all the horny bastards gressy polls
Square peg in a round hole too much show now
Some say I'm arrogent some say I'm layed back
From a counciled fact payin' higher rate tax
Who's the that who's the geeks must be Manuva MC
With a second LP for all the girls I got the vitality
It's my
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also why is there no lyrics from awfully deep?
wonderful, wonderful song....i remember seeing the video for this on mtv when it was in the charts and it was just surreal how something so unapologetically REAL was being played on that parade of fake-ass shite
too many musicians, rappers especially, write their songs based in some fantasy world only mildly connected to reality. manuva doesn't.
I love the surreal picture created in
"So can you picture past the honeymoon where you beat me with a wooden spoon"
Kind of gives the vibe he doesn't want to enter into this dreamy mindset where he feels like he's lost 'wooden spoon (award)'
I believe first line is : I'm just a long foot bandito
and last verse is :
I'm a one man powerhouse, a scene within a scene Son of the sir livin' the love livin' the dream Whipper snappers get jeolous it's true they don't know 'Bout my x amount of heart break years of low dough We professional we dealin' with business Revolution creap up slap you on the nose bridge Touces in the back room gettin' the dutch And these women in my black book they all quite posh Still I wash my own breif wash my own socks Some cocks y'all the horny bastards greasy polls Square peg in a round hole too much show now Some say I'm arrogant some say I'm laid back From a council flat payin' higher rate tax Who's the that who's the geez' must be me, Manuva MC With a second LP for all the girls I got the vitality It's my
Great Tune tho!
Its about getting married isnt it?
its
son of the soul, livin the love.....
two-zees in the back room gettin the dosh,
i'm cock sure, the horny bastard.....
square peg in a round hole too much soul
like you say tho, great song, probably his best
i agree definitely long foot bandito