Roots Manuva - Starlight lyrics

[Roots Manuva] Yes, yes.. it's about that time For the combo combine, yes Formin easy tuxedo grooves Well.. well.. well well well Well well well well! You know what? We scribble art, herbal verbal, love dip dot Audio cartwheels that cart We tootin from, holy baggy bone flow ?? Man overboard, he put he trust into jazz chord Say me? None of them betray me Bigger endin pay me, so I Clench my teeth and said nay Thou shalt not cause me loss of my positivity Of elastic band who keeps springin back Slender kid sings for dumpling Jump into the booth with the proof of the pain These hand concrete owl, ten hour of sneezing Wheezing, coughing up blood Now I'm in the mood for peace, space and time We sit back, relax, and recool, recline .. and we're thinking of .. Starlight, in her lucid skies In her mu-sic-al, so all sublime Yo, yo Smack in the middle of the mayhem, we chase no checks Thinkin we a ho, now we hide from debts Mr. Landlord, beg you please? Hear this plea I'll be back in three weeks with three months in advance On some good arty flex kind sir give me a chance Blighty new face yes? Make a toast To the host of the picnics These capital hearty terrifics, some of them keep it real while We be keep it cricket, Smythe, Smith Peppergrain width, whackin in four fours Smackin it for six, armchair critics be yellin out fix Even though they know we don't spar with them So the score ain't a dream Place a bet and be grit, from be lose or win It's the same damn ting, just a need for space Peace in time, we sit back relax and cool recline And we think of.. Starlight, starlight, in the distant skies Sending me, sending message on starlight We's feelin the season, that type of season where it Sit watchin breeze and, we on the backroad In the high ?? cap, where we distress the stress Digital funk max modes for protest On some ill and gully horseback, whole damn mix tight Some of them stay fair yes de mess of dem'll run for they life Mamma time tales no lies Diggin for treasure when it were right before my eyes Dead end streets dem, we keepin men to mice Pur-chase telescopes and watch the skies Surveryin revealed, all types of healing We love to know, so we dance on the ceiling She sa**y material, as she send nuff waves to my aerial Make me nuff, Mueslix for cereal And she put me in the mood for space, peace and time We sit back relax, and recool recline Yes, because of starlight.. yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah