Paroles de Flashlight Tornado

Flashlight and tornadoes Cooling Uppity cadence It's a bold move, little girl That you're impressing Perhaps a stylus Or a curtain Would elude From the truth Of our depth A little longer What a fortunate Collapse of dignity Has ensued We bask In the freedom Of our youth A woman searches For a man of clay And golden light That my name Displays on a marquee Of silent films A man looks for A woman of light blue clay It's your summertime Skippity do skippity dee Doo rye yea I saw us in there we were In a gospel church We broke down At the dance the white chick In black pants the deacon Blew the cap Right off my head A congregation can lift The boxes of this world The flowers come Alive we do more Than just survive It's your summertime Skippity do skippity dee Do rye yea A woman searches For a man of clay And golden light That my name Displays on a marquee Of silent films A man looks for A woman of light blue clay It's your summertime Skippity do skippity dee Doo rye yea