Tekster:
Rough Silk Ready For Take Off

never shall be satisfied we'll be dancin' when our future's died READY FOR TAKE-OFF READY FOR TAKE-OFF without a cause READY FOR TAKE-OFF READY FOR TAKE-OFF

as nice swear to, but they sacrifice Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice And get ready for the glamour life Ripped off from the

up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder

Tulsa Intro: Well, you see, I'll pretend I'm at home getting ready for a date. I take a comb, comb my hair Take a flower, smell it, put it in my lapel

back the wax like a bow The bass is the arrow to break the poem I wrote Blast it, off like a rocket Again are you ready for the drop (yeah) Then drop