operator won't you please take my hand I am so polite I'm the elevator man, friction and harmony Who's gonna ride with me, I'm the elevator man? Who
the crib This evening I'm gon? put this love on you It's 6 o'clock you in my spot, we talk all the way to 7 Through 8 o'clock, through 9 o'clock Watching Ocean's Eleven
team If somebody sweats you You just point 'em out to me All the sights and sounds This little world's too crowded now And there's only one way out An elevator
?clock in the day She hears that highway song calling and there?s nothing I can say Nine o?clock in the morning, she?ll be sailing away Deep blue ocean
It lies... So far away It sleep in the Abyss Down in the water It dreams... Down in the Abyss: In mystical eleven oceans I see the seven eyes of madness
the way around Sometimes there's trouble on the ocean, sometimes there's trouble on the shore And there's always someone hoping there won't be trouble anymore It's an elevator
Liberate the people that you hate Then cut yourself again Elevate then drop back down And see which ones remain Remember all that she can say Is that
fuckin' her, I'm deep in her sleep in her And what happens when the reaper come (Huh) I'm just hopin' that he sends that elevator up I made enough I
(Dallas Green) There is a fire burning in the ocean, With death black smoke and devil red flames, You can see it burning from the valley, Oh you can see
So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss I'm just a pigeon with one mile left that doggy-paddles Through this bullshit ocean of death and these
suade gators Yo now it's time to move Spit nozzles on the tools Might just bust him quiet style rules He walked out the crib yup drinked We on the elevator
And I sent it in a jar across the ocean It was to symbolize all the turmoil in my life And I used my pain to set my prayer in motion It was definitely grace elevating
what the brother heard He tried to catch it, but what occurred Was too much weight for one brain to take Try to concentrate maintain then elevate Program
0-0-7 0-0-7 At ocean eleven And now rudeboys have a go wail 'Cause them out of jail Rudeboys cannot fail 'Cause them must get bail Dem a loot,
of the Sunz of Mansion [Chorus] [Verse 4] Sink like the Titan', into the cold Dark waters of the ocean, my thought modes Different land and center motion Elevated
jug of warm red wine A seven or eleven I could make the bar But it would be just my luck to roll an old boxcar [ fiddle - steel ] Well a woman is like the ocean
beat is sounding like Star Trek Of the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads, with the tongue So yo, youknowhatI'msayin Son? Verse Two: Madman Yo, deep in the ocean
touch me you save my life I don't need redemption I don't want christ All I've ever needed, all I've ever wanted is you So hey baby rae you can elevate