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Too Much Yayo歌词完整版
Too Much Yayo - The Streets
Composed by：Mike Skinner
Produced by：Mike Skinner
Yayo
Ayy ayy
Like a little theatre show
That we used to make as kids of cardboard
When we were home
Looking down from in the gods as people go on below
Trapped inside the nightclub tiny little minds are alone
Lighting passing overhead
Wichmisses some and then finds them like
Their prison breaking from Alcatraz into their minds
Heavens say they sin just for fun
Of the seven deadly sins envy is the only not fun
Whey oh
Too much yayo
Whey oh
Too much yayo
Get some chips
Living in the present is like
Trying to sit on the very very head of a pin
Which is why we try to lose our heads
What ever the thing
But you can't run away from there's no place that far
Pinballing around to the rhythm
Hitting the points and bouncing straight back between flippers and in
People are so pleased that their plight
They are not the first to feel this not even tonight
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Even
Ay why do I never learn
Monday Tuesday my head feeling hurt
Wednesday done doing death
Thursday Friday come do it again
Leave the ash on your cigarette and wait for it to fall
Feel the alleyway is full you wait for nothing at all
Smiling like he's loving a text
But he's watching his own Snapchat 'cause he's loving himself
He don't like pain but he must quite like hell
He don't like c*****e he just quite likes the smell
Crying's the weapon of the weak
Sadand Is the anger if you after getting nowhere
Whey oh
Too much yayo
Whey oh
Ay why do I never learn
Monday Tuesday my head feeling hurt
Wednesday done doing death
Thursday Friday come do it again
Whey oh
Too much yayo
Whey oh
Too much yayo
Like a little theatre show
That we used to make as kids of cardboard
When we were home
Looking down from in the gods as people go on below
Trapped inside the night club tiny little minds are alone
Lighting passing overhead which misses
Some and then finds them like
Their prison breaking from Alcatraz into their minds
Heavens say they sin just for fun
Of the seven deadly sins envy is the only not fun
Whey oh
Too much yayo
Whey oh
Too much yayo
I can be in you feeling show
That we used to make
