Popcorn Boy (Waddle Ya Do?) Songtext
von Essential Logic

You don′t have to think about popcorn anymore
Popcorn has gone to New York
Andy said we ought to stop and get some popcorn
Andy said that this was right
This could be price in his hip-hopping world
So he drove... so he drove

Sometimes we mistake you for iron, iron ore and iron fire
I like wallpaper, your pressurized brain
Your up and up tone gave off light, light, light and bad
Light, light, light and bad light, light, light and bad fire
So give the time light
God of living, giving your worst sacred, worst sacred, worst sacred


Wow, you're such a lucky boy
Wow, you′re such a lucky boy
Could it be mine?
Could it be mine?
Could it be mine?

Will you ever hear the forest?
Can you never find the pine?
Cherish your ways of silence, popcorn boy, popcorn boy
Relish your days of silence, popcorn boy, popcorn boy

Your girly (girly, girly, girly, girly)
She wears a woollen tight tight so she can't hear the flirt
She wears a woollen dress too so you can see right through
She suffers your pressure, your clearing lack of dirt
She measures the leisure which is your skin tight shirt

Love is, love is, love is, love!