my trees, yeah Newspapers matter not to me, yeah No more crowbars to my head, yeah I'm tradin' stories with the leaves instead, yeah Wave to all my
my tree, yeah Newspapers matter not to me, yeah No more crowbars to my head, yeah I'm tradin' stories with the leaves instead, yeah Wave to all my friends
Tulkojums: Pearl Jam. Manā ciltskokā.
in my tree, yeah Newspapers matter not to me, yeah No more crowbars to my head, yeah I'm tradin' stories with the leaves instead, yeah Wave to all my
Up here in my tree, yeah Newspapers meant enough to me, yeah All thoughts crossed in my head, yeah I'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah
Talking all day With nothing to say Your shallow proclamations All misinformation My friend says he wants to die He's in a band They sound like Pearl Jam
Nothin' left for me... I can't live down here no more. I can't fall from a tree, I got wings, it ain't my fault. Understand what's right... It's so hard
even trip Now I'm doin 55 over the Arlington Dip In my Lex-o rollin got me feelin superior With the funky white pearl and black leather interior My niggas in my
I still kick it For my niggas in the hood, best believe it's all good My game is understood from LA to Amsterdam So I organise my fam' and rock the world like Pearl Jam
