Moses
I'm a fool
Ain't gonna fool ya
Filling up a pool in my backyard
Pour it up
We are naked, tasteless
Chained to branded bracelets, wasted
Doing stuff
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those drinks
She had to chase
I am at a bar
Balancing my passions on a horse
That walks on a rope like a juggler
Every time you have to think before
Stepping on the toe of some monopolistic pharaoh's Cinderella
Benitoite or red beryl
Egypt land or Israel
Let my ladies go down, Moses
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those dreams
She had to chase
Look at your man, now back to me
I am on some horse tranquilizers and Tanqueray
I am like that fly on the brim
Hoping to get a drink
Stuck in an hour a glass
Blow me in the right path
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those dreams
She had to chase
Every chase should have a champion
Call it a race then
Between a thousand ravens
Eagles Or Jaguars
Trying to fit a fistful of nevermores
On a fancy key chain
Called some forty thieves and
Locked her on the other side
Promised it would never rain
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those dreams
She had to chase
Ain't gonna fool ya
Filling up a pool in my backyard
Pour it up
We are naked, tasteless
Chained to branded bracelets, wasted
Doing stuff
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those drinks
She had to chase
I am at a bar
Balancing my passions on a horse
That walks on a rope like a juggler
Every time you have to think before
Stepping on the toe of some monopolistic pharaoh's Cinderella
Benitoite or red beryl
Egypt land or Israel
Let my ladies go down, Moses
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those dreams
She had to chase
Look at your man, now back to me
I am on some horse tranquilizers and Tanqueray
I am like that fly on the brim
Hoping to get a drink
Stuck in an hour a glass
Blow me in the right path
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those dreams
She had to chase
Every chase should have a champion
Call it a race then
Between a thousand ravens
Eagles Or Jaguars
Trying to fit a fistful of nevermores
On a fancy key chain
Called some forty thieves and
Locked her on the other side
Promised it would never rain
My baby bird
Drowned in summer rain
After all those dreams
She had to chase
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Writer(s): Elena Todorova
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