Tricky - Hell Is Round The Corner Lyrics
Tricky :I stand firm for a soilI lick a rock off foilSo reduce me, seduce me,Dress me up in stüssy.Hell is round the corner where I shelter.Isms and schisms, were living on a skelterIf you believe Ill deceive common sense says you are thiefLet me take you down the corridors of my life.Tricky and martina:And when you walk, do you walk to your preferenceNo need to answer till...Tricky:I take further evidence.I seem to need a reference to get residenceA reference to your preference to say,Im a good neighbour, I trudge,So judge me for my labour,Lobotomy ensures my good behaviorThe constant struggle ensures my insanity.Passing the indifference ensures the struggle for my familyWere hungry, beware of our appetite.Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.The kill which I share with my passengers.We take our fill, take our fill, take a feel.I stand firm for a soilI lick a rock off foilSo reduce me, seduce me,Dress me up in stüssy.Confused by different memories,Details of asian remediesConversations, of whats become of enemies.My brain thinks bomb-like,So I listen hes a calm type.As I growAnd as I grow, I grow collective.Before the move sit on the perspective.Mr. quails in the creviceAnd watches from the precipice.Imperial passage.Heat from the sun someday slowly passes,Until then, you have to live with yourselfUntil then, you have to live with yourselfI stand firm for a soilLick a rock off foilSo reducee me, seduce me,Dress me up in stüssy.Martina :Hell is round the corner where I shelter.Isms and schisms, were living a skelterIf you believe Ill deceive and common sense says you are the thiefLet me take you down the corridors.Tricky :My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-likeMy brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-likeMy brain thinks bomb-like,Beware of our appetite.
