THE HERD

THE HERD - Scallops lyrics

rate me

fatty cells expand when we take the mic in hand

check out the land on which we dwell with the rhyme unplanned

now central coastin� not like central heating

mc�s minds meating like the lake meets the sea at swansea

on solid rock yes you know we dont stop

til we got everyone of you poppin like bottle tops

like a stubby on the verandah nothing we planned'a

just spontaneous banter when we take the chance to

entice you to do this nice to whatever vice you choose

i think we prove you got nothing to lose

by following us - in my tongue i trust

to get done what we must swirls of reddust behind me

so hard to find it so why try getting high

wide open skies and country side

just gimme some beats and rhymes and room to thrive and

i swear that ill always come live and direct

inspect the jam from every angle that you can and

you might interpret the master plan

but if you dont ill still be rockin the boat

chillin wit trakswet and tofu lake side

to promote this new view - anybody there?

hey did you see that.....

flying scallop

CHORUS:

Like a $3.40 bag of fresh hiphop

from your local fish and chip shop

AH Scallops! With Dollops of flavour on top,

When we do what we do we give heads the bops

.....x4

torches reflect water scorching sun ordinary laws

bored people run off the day dont stay

so they packed up stacked up equipment set up

the way to play at lake placid snake acid recapping

groove grabbing thought skanking travelled on trains

buses pains mail lines trusted train departing

we rushed it discussed it lack of preparation separation

from city scenes littered streets reversed beets

immersed in the heat of the batlas teknique

wants and needs verbal speed darkness feeds

and bites and beats through the night that are sliced with a knife

ripe with the rhymes that run thru my life

with stacks and piles of pancakes and pears

for goodness sake im aware when we wake

opportunitys we take to break and break

and frantically tickle me its rushing all over me

CHORUS

clip art cobras.... descending on wyee station

not of the rave persuasion we are our own rave

trakswet tofu and i disembark in strange days

swarms of Christmas beetles you have to get through or shoo away

Quick a select few knew what to do

and chose or choose to flight or flew to coastal aboads for tunes of new

no seeds be sown

its all be blown in breezes reflective foils

sonic releases and eases me

essential, like sunscreen, spf 15 slip slop slap on this track

when you wanna feel like summer laid back

song gets stronger, mcs go longer

when folks in live shows nod along to their flows

balcony is excellent

thanks very much<br />

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Thanks to razvan

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