Turn the Page lyrics
Artist/Band:
Streets
Album:
Original Pirate Material That's it, turn the page on the day, walk away
Cos they're sensing what I say
I'm 45th generation Roman
But I don't know 'em
Or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen
It's fitting
I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show your face on TV, then we'll see
You can't do half, my crew laughs
At your rhubarb and custard verses
Your rain down curses but I'm waving,
Your hearse is driving by
Streets riding high, with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes glazed
Garage burnt down, the fire raged
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