Black Happy - Garlic Lyrics
Garlic makes my feet stink, yeah!I got a line from a good friendYou call him weird, I call him soulHe told me what has been going onThings are getting tough and we gotta go.The time has come to get serious 'boutThe face of all that we seeI told him this.. I said "Hey soul!Start listening to me!" I told him,"Dog... you... smell like fish..."Garlic makes my feet stink.He got my point, we had a good laughWe laughed until my belly hurtI'm not the savior, and I will never beBut that don't change my worthHe started moving, he started circlingI heard him whisper in my face"One on one," he said, "That is the only way,You and I will change this place." He told me,"Dog... you... smell like fish."Garlic makes my feet stink.(a little bass... a little drums... a little percussion...)Horns!! (a bunch o' times)My favorite color may be brown,My favorite color may be black,My favorite color may have nothing to do with itI think the problem's exorcised,I think the problem's compromised,He showed me all that's wrong with me...Our parents made some big mistakes,Our parents really screwed this place,And now the cleaning's left to us.We are the ones who have to scrape,We are the ones who have to make...A change for the better...!I'm still reading tilt, mama...Garlic makes my feet stink
