Orange Ep Lyrics Mr. Hanalei Once there was a place down Hawaii way Where ya wouldn't set foot in the light of day Mr. Hanalei told us all a story ‘bout the burial ground where they buried all the bodies My grandfather said don't go there So I never go But I'll show you the way If you promise to never, ever tell a soul My grandfather said don't go there So I never go But I'll show you the way, kids If you promise to never, ever tell a soul So we go lookin' for the road The path that leads us to the Indian's cove Cave, I wonder if we're safe Wait, what was that I turn the other way Zam, my hearts at a thousand BPM There's a rustle in the brush was it just the wind Man, I think we should've listened back then Mr. Hanalei, old medicine man So we go, deep into the unknown Damn, it's dark Glad I got the duracell man What's that, It's the sound of some people Howlin' like the wolves I can't go in deeper It's cold, but I can see somethin' gleamin' Gold! Fuck the ghosts screamin' We each took a couple and ran the fuck away I'm glad we didn't listen to Hanalei Cherry Mountain (Herdin' The Sheep) I get up in the hills of Cherry Mountain Pick up my staff then I start counting Making sure everyone's still in the pen Then I take a break and start counting again I'm watching Peter, Jonas, Diana Ronnie, Jr., and Leanna Grazing around with smiles abound Oh I'm so happy with the life I've found Herdin' the sheep All day herding the sheep All day like just in the old days I'm a Michael Landon protege No epcot center No nanuet mall I've seen a million sheep and I've counted them all I eat off the land wash it down with a drink Of fresh spring water from the evian sink Then take a mountain bath with my mountain girl After all jerry it's a small world It's a small world Walt No need to pout Cuz I'm coming to atlanta to thaw you out So you can appear Like the march of ides And fix up the movies and all the rides Cuz they're not getting your point of view Yo disney I look up to you Whether up in the mountains Or down in the street See all good people gotta herd the sheep Herdin' the sheep All day just puttin it together So there's meat for the gyros And wool for the socks and sweaters The fit in my Birkenstock sandals And wood for the fire, fire for the candles That I made some crayons Yeah put em on a string and melted em I can use em when they cool down motherfucker I'm so happy with the life I'm dealt Keep it going on Cuz it's going on You gotta keep it going on like the king kong Herdin the sheep All day I'm freakin The sheep are speaking Planning on breaking through the fence and leaving I've gotta keep my eyes on them Though they're sleeping If they leave me I will be weeping Hey man, get yourself together Let them all go It's for the better Yeah you're right, I should've listened to Sting He said everyone you love you've gotta let them string Everyone you love you've gotta let them sing Everyone you love you've gotta let them sing Everyone you love you've gotta let them sing So put your head to my hand and kiss my ring Heardin the sheep Keep it going on Cuz it's going on You gotta keep it going on like the king kong Quiz Show Spy Aw Yeah This one goes out to my main homies in The Sound of Urchin My main homie Doo Doo Brown My main homie Reverend B. Ill My main homie Hollywood Scotty Choc on the cell phone and the Styx My main homie me And my man Chris Shaw on the mix And my man Mickey, and my man Josh, and my man the punisher stick And Bill poon and all that And PBS style, quiz show style, and the rock and roll style We do it like this, we do it like this One two, one two three OW! What's up what's up I barbie smooth on the cut I'm number one and no one's stepping up Too bad I'm fat, seem overweight and all that, see Eating onion rings, biggie fries, big mac, see Horse winnie Cows moo Dogs bark Fuck you I'm rappin' and you You're making doo doo Doo doo Barbie Smooth, see He's cool and you, see I'm a spy, I'm a spy Spy I'm a spy Telescope in my eye Pistol in my thigh Sour cream ham on rye Grenade hand gun tie Machine gun tie Bomb gutton fly, Spare eye stye Don't ask me why Cuz i'm on a mission like Bond, see Got a secret treasure in the pond, see I use a snorkel hose to breathe, see To find tons of gold for me, me Like Publisher's Clearing House MacMahon Dick Clark giving me a hundred grand, Urchin Damn Bring it down Bring it on home Bring it on home And testify And keep one eye on the spy Chef boy ar dee, cold ravioli Got a camera inside, now your face on the telly In the back room of the smith street deli Peanut, peanut butter, jelly Put some gold in my throat and the diamons in my belly Jam Oh rock and roll Urchin Rock and roll town Rock and roll time Bring it down, bring it down Testify Testify Testify Testify Fearless Vampire Killers Well it's 5 AM, I gotta find myself a cab I'm way past the point of needin' it bad I've done my job tonight I've cleaned the streets I'm gone, I'm safe I got the relay from the radio on I got the sun, thank God And the people who care And I'll leave this city when I've had it up to here But there are good things to come And I remember when I saw ya last baby When will I see you again Well, I remember the time You know, like it was yesterday When I was combin' through the mass of lower Broadway I had the focus on And the fire in my eyes As I was getting closer to the searchlight Then within a couple seconds the rockets blew off It was the biggest explosion that I ever saw When the smoke had settled I let out a sigh And sat to catch my breath down by the riverside, yeah And then the lights came through And I didn't move You were coming through And I felt the pulse move through my right hand Cause what I got from you it came from them Well now I'm here and I can see the sun And I'm livin' my life like anyone And it's hard to believe in the things you can't see But can feel and remember to be totally And I think this is the future and that was the past But a part of me doesn't fully believe that Cause I know your somewhere Caught in between The space behind the sky that hangs above me Space Station On The 4, 5 & 6 Space station on the 4,5 & 6 Everyone's a time traveler Oh shit, everyone's a movie Space station on the 4, 5 & 6 Got fleas and ticks Like a dog without a white collar A good knish still costs a dollar Potato wrapped in a soft gold coating Hot dogs in the water that they're floating I need one fifty to buy a token I'm feelin' mean just like Dwight Yokam in Sling Blade He got hit in the head I need a little round token really bad So I ask this man for some change to spare He started smoking and he burst into thin air I thought it was an alien invasion But Broadway/Nassau was always a space station, boy Space station on the 4,5 & 6 Aerosmith These guys on a permanent vacation Aerosmith on a permanent vacation I can't believe they on a permanent vacation I don't think they're on a permanent vacation Cause one day I was at an office at work And noticed something funny about the front desk clerk I asked him who he was and he said “walk this way” What else would Steven Tyler have to say? He was really embarrassed that I'd known That when he's not singing he was answering phones I said “don't worry, I still respect you very” He said, “that guy making copies over there is Joe Perry, boy!” Space station on the 4, 5 & 6 Wicks and Sticks You go there to smell the candles Pretty crazy that you smell those candles They got lemon and peach and vanilla They got white ones, pink ones, yella One day I got a little wild In the mall when I was a little child The candle smell was wafting in the air So I took a bite out of one that was there It was my favorite flavor coconut Store manager come kick my butt Store manager come kick my butt I swallowed wax and I nearly threw up I swallowed wax and I nearly threw up He hit me in the head and he punched me in the gut So I picked myself up and wiped myself off Felt a little tickle in my throat and started to cough Would you believe it, I tossed up a candle And spit it in his face like Oscar to Tony Randal, man That's how I handled it Lots of stops on the 4,5 & 6 Take us to the places that you live Space station on the 4,5 & 6 Todd Weeks is Bix When he acts he's known as Bryant Since young he's been defiant Like the time his parents out the house Threw a party fucked up the couch Shop teacher came over and fixed it right His parents came home that very same night Space station on the 4,5 & 6 Erra Chris Shaw on the mix We live in the Boerum Hill hood July 4th went to Wildwood Barbie thought he was cool and mature Him and his woman got this caricature Don't get me wrong they make a cute pair But the artists made him look like Teen Wolf in there Space station on the 4,5 & 6 Everyone's a time traveler Oh shit, everyone's a movie Space station on the 4,5 & 6 Halls and Vicks Soothes your throat and makes your breath fresh But not as fresh as my music gets Space station on the 4,5 & 60 All it takes is a buck fifty Space station on the 4,5 & 60 All it takes is a buck fifty Lots of stops on the 4,5 & 6 Take us to the places that you live Lots of stops on the 4,5 & 6 Take us to the places that you live Alright Go man go This for the people of the time Rock out!