Maybe I'll Come Down
Dumb bah did du dumb
I need time to scrounge the rent,
need time to contemplate the accident
I got to drag my ass to now,
how did I come to stop here?
And oh I knew the gas was gone
but I had to rev the motor
Pull back the hand you might get it cut off in the rotor
Maybe I'll come down
She's on Laureate's turf,
she's on Laureate's side
She's in a better state,
she feels a better fire
And oh I dreamed a great parade,
shooting all the guns in Brooklyn
The man who had a spare held out two
and then you and then you took one
Freeze or burn, all else is only icing
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Written by Jay Kay and Toby Smith
Now we're getting nasty
Everybody is talking about the kids
The kids have funky soul and groove emotion
But if you don't give the kids the chance to use it
They're always more than likely to abuse it
Kids get down, stormy weather, fifteen years of royal pleasure.
Everybody's talking about the kids
And it's taking time for you to realise
Now hunger turns to anger in your eyes
I say the revolution will be televised, Yes it will Gil...
Everybody's talking about the kids
Kids get down, sto
Now we're getting nasty
Everybody is talking about the kids
The kids have funky soul and groove emotion
But if you don't give the kids the chance to use it
They're always more than likely to abuse it
Kids get down, stormy weather, fifteen years of royal pleasure.
Everybody's talking about the kids
And it's taking time for you to realise
Now hunger turns to anger in your eyes
I say the revolution will be televised, Yes it will Gil...
Everybody's talking about the kids
Kids get down, sto