Ohh my... Tak saabar rasanya nak balik. Sampai berulang-ulang main lagu Feel Good Inc-Gorrillazz. Tenang rasa jiwaku mendengarnya. Ditambah rasa gembira nak BALIK KAMPUNG. YAHOO!!! plan aku bila balik mula-mula nak tido puas-puas. Haha.
City's breaking down on a camel's back.
They just have to go 'cause they don't know wack
So all you fill the streets it's appealing to see
You wont get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free
You've got a new horizon It's ephemeral style.
A melancholy town where we never smile.
And all I wanna hear is the message beep.
My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I don't get sleep, no..
[Chorus:]
Windmill, Windmill for the land.
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all there on your stride
It is tinking, falling down
Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats,
Lining them up-a like ass cracks,
Lay these ponies at the track
Its my chocolate attack.
Shit, I'm stepping in the heart of this here
Care bear bumping in the heart of this here
Watch me as I gravitate
Hahahahahahaa.
Yo, we gonna go ghost town,
This motown,
With yo sound
You're in the place
You gonna bite the dust
Can't fight with us
With yo sound
You kill the INC.
So don't stop, get it, get it
Until you're Jet Ahead.
Yo, watch the way I navigate
Hahahahahhaa
Feel good, AHHHHahahahah [x4]
[Chorus]
Don't stop, get it, get it
We are your captains in it
Steady,
Watch me navigate,
Ahahahahahhaa.
Don't stop, get it, get it
We are your captains in it
Steady, watch me navigate
Ahahahahahhaa.
Anybody know this song? If yes, this is who I am. Aku suka dengar lagu ni. Menenangkan jiwa ragaku.
Dalam kekusyukkan aku memblog ni datang pulak la oblongku. Pergh, dia punya black pepper melipah beb. Puas hati aku makan.hari ni aku penat duduk dpn tv. Keja aku menonton tv je memanjang. Layan jugak la catdog. Haha. Buat pengetahuan semua aku dah nak balik kampung. lagi 2 3 hari je lagi. So, nak siap2 packing barang dulula... CHOW!!
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