Testo Folklore
Testo Folklore
Heard it through the grapevine
That you cursed my kind
Passed all the way down to me, yeah
Look here, down in New Orleans, we pray to the higher God
On that mornin', on that mornin'
Hey pocket way, hey pocket way
Hey pocket way, hey pocket way
Dun-do-do-do-do Dun-do-do-do-do
Dum-dadada-do, do, do
That you cursed my kind
Passed all the way down to me, yeah
Look here, down in New Orleans, we pray to the higher God
On that mornin', on that mornin'
Hey pocket way, hey pocket way
Hey pocket way, hey pocket way
Dun-do-do-do-do Dun-do-do-do-do
Dum-dadada-do, do, do
- Enterlude
- Free Drugs
- Lost
- Slip
- Eternal Sunshine
- Lucidia (Egodeath)
- Band Practice
- Satisfy
- Gucci Slides
- Light Signal
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