Album Name : Big Sounds of the Drags
Release Date : 1999-06-14
Song Duration : 5:00
Junkie XL Next Plateau
Across the universe
It's gettin' worse the peeps left in the lurch
Chaotic spurs and bursts
If you could see with a satellite eye search
Curse finding your way
Like gettin' the meaning of life is like braille
Obstacle pin you down like tentacles
Situation ashtrays
Pay the piper while you're gettin' riper
Struggle ain't gettin' nicer
Broken hearts and scars
You taste the poison by the vipers
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
Blind the people while the road is steep
All life's beauty still a decoy
If you step naive like young b-boys for fast joys
Examine like reconnaissance teams
Inner voices scream
Any outcome the price
Somewhere hope seems to gleam
Where you've been stand still like plaster
Advice seems to be your master
Humanity vanishing see
Calamity runs faster
Keep movin' with the horseblinder focus
When life provokes this
Next plateau, plateau
Never seen a black or white that wanna stay low
Next plateau, plateau
Try to join the good ones with the halos
Next plateau, plateau
Never seen a black or white that wanna stay low
Next plateau, plateau
Try to join the good ones with the halos
This ain't no fandango
Communities livin' in shambles
This resembles
Any gift to uplift gots to be executed
Swift like playin' glissando
Whole cities panhandle
Daily worries grip tough like cops manhandle
Fruit of life should swing free and pendulous
Like dj's pickin' beatsamples
This could sweat your headtemples
The why and whynots for havenots
A few reach tops others be dropped
The way ecosystems circle cut
Blindness strikes every time we seek
We bleed our knees seven days a week
Visions of hope drift through our heads
Versus the force that slips through our hands
Blindness strikes every time we seek
We bleed our knees seven days a week
Visions of hope drift through our heads
Versus the force that slips through our hands
Any soul platonic
Should spread it like plagues bubonic
The voice of the wise should be sonic
Uplifting like chronic
From cradle of the grave
Knowledge of self we crave
Transcends to what makes sense and hope our lucky path
is paved
Materialistic mystic run by devils
Higher levels
Persevere like afghan rebels
In the turbulence
We urge to end the innerself war
Tranquility sends symphonies like reversed guitars
Next plateau, plateau
Never seen a black or white that wanna stay low
Next plateau, plateau
Try to join the good ones with the halos
Next plateau, plateau
Never seen a black or white that wanna stay low
Next plateau, plateau
Try to join the good ones with the halos
Try to join the good ones with the halos
Try to join the good ones with the halos
Try to join the good ones with the halos
Try to join the good ones with the halos