Come on, get up.
Come on, get up.
SAND GOLD GONE
Castled up,
Then blown back to the earth.
Come on, get up.
Come on, get up.
All the colored cars in the common lines
Look nice from the outside
I’m not trying to find something wrong.
I want to tell you, baby
That you don’t treat me well anymore
Yeah at all, all, all.
Roman with angels
Solomon sell me my soul
Chasing the elder day out
Cattails are wagging away
I make it summertime in my eyes
In my eyes, in my eyes
Now you don’t look happy,
But I’m enroute to L.A.
Come on, get up.
Castled up,
Then blown back to the earth.
Come on, get up.
Look nice from the outside
That you don’t treat me well anymore
Yeah at all, all, all.
Solomon sell me my soul
Chasing the elder day out
Cattails are wagging away
I make it summertime in my eyes
In my eyes, in my eyes
But I’m enroute to L.A.
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