Starlight Lyrics

Starlight lyrics

featuring Roots Manuva  

  

 [Roots Manuva]  

 Yes, yes.. it's about that time  

 for the combo combine, yes  

 Formin easy tuxedo grooves  

 Well.. well.. well well well  

 Well well well well!  

 You know what?  

  

 We scribble art, herbal verbal, love dip dot  

 Audio cartwheels that cart  

 We tootin from, holy baggy bone flow ??  

 Man overboard, he put he trust into jazz chord  

 Say me? None of them betray me  

 Bigger endin pay me, so I  

 clench my teeth and said nay  

 Thou shalt not cause me loss of my positivity  

 Of elastic band who keeps springin back  

 Slender kid sings for dumpling  

 Jump into the booth with the proof of the pain  

 These hand concrete owl, ten hour of sneezing  

 Wheezing, coughing up blood  

 Now I'm in the mood for peace, space and time  

 We sit back, relax, and recool, recline  

 .. and we're thinking of ..  

  

 Starlight, in her lucid skies  

 in her mu-sic-al, so all sublime  

  

 Yo, yo  

 Smack in the middle of the mayhem, we chase no checks  

 Thinkin we a hoe, now we hide from debts  

 Mr. Landlord, beg you please? Hear this plea  

 I'll be back in three weeks with three months in advance  

 on some good arty flex kind sir give me a chance  

 Blighty new face yes? Make a toast  

 to the host of the picnics  

 These capital hearty terrifics, some of them keep it real while  

 we be keep it cricket, Smythe, Smith  

 Peppergrain width, whackin in four fours  

 Smackin it for six, armchair critics be yellin out fix  

 Even though they know we don't spar with them  

 so the score ain't a dream  

 Place a bet and be grit, from be lose or win  

 It's the same damn ting, just a need for space  

 Peace in time, we sit back relax and cool recline  

 And we think of..  

  

 Starlight, starlight, in the distant skies  

 Sending me, sending message on starlight  

  

 We's feelin the season, that type of season where it  

 sit watchin breeze and, we on the backroad  

 in the high ?? cap, where we distress the stress  

 Digital funk max modes for protest  

 on some ill and gully horseback, whole damn mix tight  

 Some of them stay fair yes de mess of dem'll run for they life  

 Mamma time tales no lies  

 Diggin for treasure when it were right before my eyes  

 Dead end streets dem, we keepin men to mice  

 Pur-chase telescopes and watch the skies  

 Surveryin revealed, all types of healing  

 We love to know, so we dance on the ceiling  

 She sassy material, as she send nuff waves to my aerial  

 Make me nuff, Mueslix for cereal  

 And she put me in the mood for space, peace and time  

 We sit back relax, and recool recline  

 Yes, because of starlight.. yeah yeah yeah  

 Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah