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letra de the source - tunng

[verse 1]
spring, we’re standing in the middle of the woodland copse
taking in the [power shallots?]
from the city breeze and the smell of a boy
you took a sight, sound, smile, and [socks?]

[pre-chorus]
left, right, straight on, or around in a circle
we’ll lead it to a magic source
to a time of [cult?] [the cambrian?] explosion
maybe a thousand years in the past

[chorus]
yalla, hoo-ah (yalla)
let’s go and eat at the source
yalla, hoo-ah (yalla)
come on and eat at the source

[verse 2]
father [york?] was standing with his hands in the air
in a mansion in the hollywood hills
take a breath of fire for one hundred and eight counts
in preparation for thе mother house

[pre-chorus]
left, right, straight on, or around in a circlе
we’re leading to a magic source
to a time of [the cult?] [the cambrian?] explosion
maybe a thousand years in the past
[chorus]
yalla, hoo-ah (yalla)
let’s go and eat at the source
yalla, hoo-ah (yalla)
come on and eat at the source

[refrain]
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
(i just wish there were a way that i could express to you)
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
(the, uh, the profundity of the experience)
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
(because many of us aren’t just)
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
(naïve followers, somehow)
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
([stupify?] this gray area)
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
(’cause it’s not that way at all)

- tunng

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