Joaquim de Nhánha - Tabanka Djazz

Take me to some place nice, no roses Burning the bush of life, fuck Moses Making a bed of life, got my snow shit on I call the messenger up He knows just what I want I call the messenger up To cost two scratches on the disc Like you're going for seconds on my tongue No roses (no, no) No, no roses Oh (no, no) No roses No (no), no roses Hush or you won't get time, no roses Run my hand down your spine I live for that good high that I know we're on Just call the messenger up I know just what you want Just call the messenger up To cost two scratches on the disc Like I'm going for seconds on my tongue No roses (no, no) No, no roses Oh (no, no) No roses No (no), no roses I feel like you been lying to me No traces I need to see Got a couple demons and haters living inside of me Gave me religion, gave me faith, gave me weak Gave me rules, if I break 'em, you won't ever let me leave All I want is to be somewhere all alone Maybe we can just do what we know And sit back and imagine the life we were having If you didn't tap it I'm so perverted with my thoughts That I forget him when I see you in clothes Just take 'em off I'm a wreck but I erect on time You just gave me space but I can blow your mind No roses (no, no) No, no roses Oh (no, no) No roses No (no), no roses, oh No roses (no, no) No, no roses Oh (no, no) No roses No (no), no roses