Conversations - The Woodentops

Conversations, I don’t remember, they touched my heart

The character is dripping out of the sky

I knew all their faces, I knew all their spins

Or the quest to enrich their soul

Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here

I’m on my own, you’re always on your own!

Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here

Body of a man

Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here

Yeah, I’m doing

I’m doing the best that I can!

On the quest to enrich their soul!

Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here

I’m on my own, you’re always on your own!

Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here

Body of a man

Just ahead, just ahead of the chicken here

Yeah, I’m doing

I’m doing the best that I can!

Like how the cartel struck to the tally in these streets

Like a… that type of girls are for need

Supersonic jet looking like…

On the quest to enrich the soul!