Nеw Gоld Gоrillаz, Tаmе Imраlа, Bооtiе Brоwn

But in the magic gold, theres a pretty one

I ask her where it goes, cause I really wanna

I wonder if she knows the way underwater

And thats the way it goes in this silly wonder



Move to the spot, Im one of a few

A whole lot of everything, but nothing to do

Till the end of Tesla, pardon the ex-wrestler

He dates Francesca

They on them Xannies, Liposuctions scared up her Granny

She want to savе some, add to her nanny girls trip

Miami at the еnd of the year

Polluted filled skies, trying to think clear

I heard the bad news, while I was shedding a beer

Watch out from the coast, Paul Revere

We all play a part in the devils cheer

Run to the hills cos the end is near