Текст песни One Big Mob

				
                              I am you are me
                     Good woman said you gotta believe
                        Submerge into the urge of we
                          Deliciously the mystery

                                  CHORUS:
                         One big mob aw yea aw yea
                         One big mob aw yea aw yea
                         Ek bara mala aw yea aw yea
                         Ek bara mala aw yea aw yea

                          Ooze into into my noodle
                      East or west shepherd or poodle
                              Ladybug pinetree
                        To mingle with the bumblebee
                             A lover to the sun
                      And a brother to the cool breeze

                                   CHORUS

                           Scrawled upon the wall
                            Of a bathroom stall
                          A stranger wrote a note
                             That spoke to all

                           One two buckle my shoe
                              Take care of me
                           'Cause I might be you

                                   CHORUS

                            We live in the city
                           We live in the jungle
                          It's time to be drinking
                              A thimble humble
                          Everything you ever see
                       Is never more than you and me
                 Give it on in to the beauty of the MYSTERY

                        One big mob in one big home
                               A broken home
                    I'd like to share some air with you
                             Some air with you
                      A morning forest full of truths
                             The green is blue
                  The head that's getting pregnant lives
                              To give and give
                       What was I thinking in my head
                               The color red
                      Breaking hearts instead of bread
                              Something I said
                        Checkmated by frustration...
                          ...Need to be cut loose
                       A different kind of being lost
                              ...A sullen cost

                               Picaboo street
                                in Timbuktu
                              Do I need repeat
                                 That a boy
                                 named Sue
                                  Rockin'
                                to the beat
                              Of the kangaroo
                           Let me kiss your feet
                                  And your
                                  forehead
                                    too