โหลดเพลง mp3 The Pines - Portugal. The Man

The Pines - Portugal. The Man
Will we live polite or travel legs
Legs that travel time but believe I can
Mine that yellow gold where the horses ride
Next I'll believe in the guillotine

Don't carry all that weight upon you

You'll feel better soon I know you will
Busy soul feels heavy under

These electric machines

Swinging mighty hard
Swinging mighty fast

Under coal trains that are deep with fill
Clouds forming eyes and corest rings
The horses always ride so much faster son
Don't carry all that weight upon you

You'll feel better soon I know you will

Busy soul feels heavy under

These electric machines

Will we break free or will we fail
With the coal that's alight at the fingertips
Such a shiny covert run addiction
That smile gnashes swords and scissors that cut
Bellies that hold with the shoveling snow
Shiny red pains empty into new home
Will we break free or will we fail
With the coal that's alight at the fingertips

Don't carry all that weight upon you

You'll feel better soon I know you will

Busy soul feels heavy under

These electric machines