Текст песни Crazy Town Hollywood Babylon

If you got an itch to catch some havoc there's mayhem in the plastic/ City of La
La I mean the land of holy zsa sza/ The wood is hot and you can spot the flocks
of people like sheep, those with dreadlocks to jocks with Reeboks, fleeing hard
rocks/ A la Cafe, bambatta flashy fashion/ Imagine crashing bashes with bitches
that be bad and wishing for the fame and recognition/There on a mission for
self, baby/ Were like the twelve, my tribe is crazy deep we got the beats that
are hot were like clinique/Foundation resonates when I speak/ And if by chance
you catch it then listen, the wisdom/ Epic, open hitting, choking up you've
done it now and woken up/ the giant scientist of hits that make you jump like a
lunatic/ On pogo sticks, waving your fists/ So if you catching a fit/ I really
don't know but you better scram hurry in a double.

It goes on and on and on hell rasing Hollywood welcome to babylon/ It goes on
and on and on the party don't stop till the mysteries gone. I've seen it all,
I'll see it again I shake allot of hands but I don't got allot of friends. It
goes on, and on and on hell rasing Hollywood welcome to Babylon.

Live from the city of lights sunny days and late nights/ Dope, designer drugs,
porn stars and bar fights / I drop. makes the bells rock I'm Mr. Shifty
Shellshock/ call me the man of the hour in the land of the lost taking the
money and the power/ CXT, we hold our own all eyes on us, crazy rise rain like
brimstone kicking up dust/ I grab the mike with a firm hold/ in a world of
shattered goals, pot holes, broke fokes and bank roll/ pole position/daddy
rolling, rolling cuasing havoc so, ready set/ I'm more than set like Morissette
to maverick/gotta, she's got to have it, habbit sick , I leave them stuck/ I'm
getting high for a living not giving a fuck.

It goes on and on and on hell rasing Hollywood welcome to babylon/ It goes on
and on and on the party don't stop till the mysteries gone. I've seen it all,
I'll see it again I shake allot of hands but I don't got allot of friends. It
goes on, and on and on hell rasing Hollywood welcome to Babylon.

I'm screaming out the call of the wild I'm speaking in tongues/I am the child of
the sun the power of one/ I beat the drums of the crazy town click/ it's the
third eye sitting on the tip of the pyramid flipped/ now I see a little shotty/
illuminati front/ dead bodes in my trunk./ unraveling the source/ I travel in
to self/ gauge my wage and you try to debate my wealth/ The consequences linger
and I'm fingering the perpetrators/ Hey yo, my nature was bread on the cross
fadder/ It's the seventh house/Armageddon trudger ready for death it's the
brimstone slugger

It goes on and on and on hell rasing Hollywood welcome to babylon/ It goes on
and on and on the party don't stop till the mysteries gone. I've seen it all,
I'll see it again I shake allot of hands but I don't got allot of friends. It
goes on, and on and on hell rasing Hollywood welcome to Babylon.