cry With flashing eyes With floating hair We?ve drunk the milk of paradise, of paradise, of paradise The milk of paradise, the milk of paradise, of paradise
I dreamt one night That in my bed Were you And when I woke I found you Near me Sure I have drunk In my dream My lips are wet My throat is cold And still
shall cry With flashing eyes With floating hair We?ve drunk the milk of paradise, of paradise, of paradise The milk of paradise, the milk of paradise, of paradise
chick bad, tell me if you've seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body looking like milk
My chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body lookin' like milk
've been spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise I churn butter once or twice, living in an Amish paradise It's hard work and sacrifice, living in an Amish paradise
chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body lookin like milk
i floss like them DC boys, shit, right at club love i fucked at least three broads, in the middle ofthe dancefloor such a sleazy whore, now, headed fr paradise
comin' He must lookin' up nothin' but rust, dust Turn on my TV the very next day I see your gettin' paid leadin the parade I'm that sniper on the buildin
commin he must lookin up nuthin but rust, dust. Turn on my tv the very next day I see your gettin paid leaden the parade I'm that sniper on the buildin
other Than me the Diggady D with the cocoa red color Be kickin' it the sun, I'm chocolate you can see I thought about my colors and you can milk me
Behold the flashing waters A cloven dancing jet That from the milk-white marble For ever foam and fret Far off in drowsy valleys Where the meadow saffrons
neck Like the Nazi correct--kill and dissect "The inferior Sect", their race to protect I remember a gentleman who took his cause o far Said not to be afraid but to parade
An army returns with its swords and shields Dustbin lids and raspberry canes They'll live to fight another day Warrior's medals, milk bottle tops Battle
paradise I'll always pay the price From hell to paradise I'll always pay the price From hell to paradise I'll always pay the price From hell to paradise
the lines On the cities careless lips It is my time To sense the times Drink classroom milk Smell the spirit of shopping streets Live sixth day paradise