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lyrics
In a world, baby,
where the rich are poor,
where the sentinels stand down
and the newspaper's against the war.
No poison in the air
or land, sea or shore.
A perfect universe for you,
you and me to explore.
Our love takes flight
like a bird so free.
My heart is a-pumpin', a-pumpin',
a-pumpin' for you and me.
Imma drop the bomb
from this tower of song,
a whisper from my lips to the grave
that you go'n' be with me.
Whatcha gonna do about it?
Cover, cover, cover, cover, cover, cover, cover yr eyes.
Cover, cover, cover, cover, cover, cover, cover yr eyes.
Gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna lay down and die.
Cover, cover, cover, cover, cover, cover, cover yr eyes.
In a world, baby,
where the blind can see,
is there any chance, chance
that you go'n' love me?
If you want me,
go'n 'head gimme a sign.
Ain't seen' much hope, much hope,
much hope... Open yr eyes.
Under moonlight sky,
up in this tree,
yeah, I'm watchin' you, I'm watchin' you, I'm watchin' you,
I'm watchin' yr T.V.
But what's it gonna take
for you to notice me?
Yr so cool, yr so cool, yr so cool, yeah,
yr cooler, yr cooler than me.
Whatcha gonna do about it?
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from
Naptime ,
released April 24, 2017
Music and lyrics by Preston Y. Drum
Arranged by Naptaker
Vocals by Preston Y. Drum and Sam Albers
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