Lyrics:
Procrastination
The sun is talking to me
My friend
The desert calls my name
I'm allowed to stop the rain now
Ya dafi al bala
A hole
A hole
A hole
Hoo-ooo-ooo
Hoo-ooo-ooo
Hoo-ooo-ooo
Hoo-ooo-ooo
Woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
move like an artist
Aw shizzz
She twerked it
Stick her tongue out
Then dropped that azz down
Like bam! Woo, whoa
Damn!
all the breaks
Some guys do nothing but complain
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo
Someone to take on a walk by the lake Lord, let it be me
Someone who's
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, he don't look back
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, and he don't look back
He can take
no more
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
We are the artists
We are the artists
Picasso Da Vinci Cezanne
Rembrandt Velazquez Kandinsky
Monet Michelangelo Van Eyck
Turner Durer Caravaggio
We
it up, fire, fire, fire, hey, hey (woo)
Fire, fire, fire (hey, hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Ayy, fire (whoa, whoa, whoa), fire, fire, fire, ayy
EA de back mi bro yê klwa yê dafi GNAMIEN saa boo
Be ti nou bê nian sika non n’zan (non n’zan)
Bê yô bê music bê fa di man (di man)
Wô yô bê ya sê yê
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
I had a man
Let's call him Sam
And Sam will never understand
How we live, we are the artists
You gotta know once you dip your toes in the ocean that
Et moi la fille libérée
Confondant le jour et la nuit
Pratiquant l'amour buissonnier
Comme un défi
Oui moi j'éprouve quelquefois
L'envie
no more
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
loved too much and by such
By such is happiness thrown away
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret signs
That's known to the artists who
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, she paints the daytime black.
You will
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Hot, hot, hot, hot
Mama (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Mama (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Mama (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Mama (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Mama told me
I see ya, oh yeah. We're all artists here
And after all
An artist has got to suffer hey
An artist has got to suffer
An artist has got to suffer
Am I
Who is Prophiavelli
Prophiavelli is the world's greatest music artist
Heartfelt
I feel my artist's heart art melt
And then my sentimental guard drops
Sending me searching for my heart mop
Heartfelt
I feel my artist's
Musical Artist
Singer and songwriter
Superstar | super model
Actor
I gotta give 'em my heart, I gotta give 'em my soul (woo)
Gotta push through the pain, gotta stay in control (yeah)
See they want me to fold, yeah,
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