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Weekend Music: Poems - Tricky, Martina Topley Bird & Terry Hall



Tricky
I can vibe to anything
Do I have to hide from everything
Everybody wants a piece of me
Rinse the origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen
Let us take your time away
I don't understand you
I don't want your time of day
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way
Always walk the hallways
Forget the punk, I pack the funk
I'm gonna take a piece of you
Making money for good health
But first I learn to see myself
But first I learn to see myself
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems

Terry Hall
I rue the day that I ever met you
And deeply regret you getting close to me
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me
You might have been my reason for living
I gave up on giving, gave up everything
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers
So how come you hate me
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
Promised me poems

Martina
Dreamed of ringing voices
And contemplated choices
Taste like a real kiss
To heighten my awareness
With all fairness, greatness with gratitude
And simply riled with attitude
Now do promotion on tv, and ya still can't see
Down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade
Dreamed of ringing voices
And you promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems

From the album "Nearly God"