Paprika Korps (PL)
Don`t Trust | Mind Explorer | Nothing But A Sorrow | Promises
Looking through my
windows,
trying to grab as much as they can,
they would gladly step foot in my home,
but i manage to shut, to shut the door.
I am not a player, I am a spectator.
I know i don’t take part in this game,
cause it seems to be clear from a distance sharp and rough.
Maybe i haven't seen a lot but i've seen enough.
I don't trust no one, who claims to be the voice of the generation
My former god,
well known in heavens as an addicted smoker,
was trading the souls he possesed
to get money for his favourite poison.
So liberation hasn't cost me too much,
but prejudiced me against such companions.
Now my door frame is wrestling with another's proposals
and it's going to be brighter after closeing the blinds.
I don't trust no one,
who claims to be the voice of the generation
Explore the mind and
reach salvation
Solve the puzzle of creation
Past events, past
lifes happened to you
More than just a feeling of a deja-vu
I feel like a onlooker into my past life
Cutting into previous times my mind the knife
When hallucinating seem things in dreams
Could I see into the future? It isn't what it seems
I say it's confusion the way that I feel
Chemical inside me makes it so surreal
Explore the mind and
reach salvation
Solve the puzzle of creation
They hold the strings,
salvation is far
You'D like to see things the way that they are
They don't want you discovering your mind
They stay in power, while you stay blind
Wisdom, knowledge you must devour
Threaten convention, those in power
As will the opressors in authority
Who'd hate to see our land totally free
Explore the mind and
reach salvation
Solve the puzzle of creation
Ragga technician is
on the mission
Against those who stay in power while you stay in vision
Watch out a feel a reggae wide attack
Bad days now are gone, the rotten system gone out
So people people move your dancing bodies
Destroy the old statement make everything clear
Our mind shall burn, with or without cannabis
The time is incoming, and the prophecy is near
You have nothing but
a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
(baaabbyllooon....)
Visions from the screen
feed the paranoia
The more I look at them, the more exactly i see
Use your mind, you've got to choose the way
Live behind insanity
If you choose the
way of wicked
Than pretend you will be done
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
Man internal balance has been destroyed
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but
a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
(baaabbyllooon....)
If you choose the
way of wicked
Than pretend you will be done
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
Man internal balance has been destroyed
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but
a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
(baaabbyllooon....)
Promises
Why do I have this
feeling – They want to suck blood from my vains,
where are all those JFK’s with their trustworthy promises
There’s no need
to be obsessed
Searchin’ for the knowledge you can’t have
Truth’s out of reach of your hands
Lying in the drawer of their desks
They’re redefining
the meaning of the word morality
Flying ten kilometres above the law
Givin’ show to the mob to cool down the heat
The government will feed itself again
