Writters Block Lyrics by Roots, The

Writters Block Lyrics

    [black thought]
    Oooh
    Up, up.. up, up.. up, up
    Up, up.. up, up up up!!
    Up!! up!! up!!
    Up i, up i, up i step, up i walk
    Up i climb, to the platform
    On which i await the arrival of the, black liiiine
    2000 the abstract nighttrain that should be arriving
    In approximately eight complete lifetimes
    Do you dig that, on, track number one
    Or is it my one track mind?
    With the same two hundred funky people packed together
    On one car that seats sixty
    Reminiscent of the middle passage only now we, gliiiide
    Over oceans of steel, and at the speed of light
    From the window, in my eye, i can't see
    Damn! brother, excuse me brother
    Would you mind not dripping your umbrella into my lap?
    Now where was i? what, change to spare?
    Man you better change your mind, change your plan
    Change your attitude, change your ideas to change your position
    As i change my seat, and i change the channel on my watchman
    Just in time, special guest, the roots, on the
    Soulllll train!
    John coltrane and chinese food is my date for the night
    With that woman, with that girl, with that woman
    With that lady, with that woman, with that child
    Child i'm honey, honey-child, and i gots ta
    Gotta, gots ta, gotta gots ta, gots ta gotta gotta get ready
    Ready ready to go, read-read to go
    Going, going, going, going, going, going, going, gone
    Damn! ...
    I missed my stop.. writters block, hah!

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