santigold – big mouth

Uh yes! Make me move I want to move, skip skip it’s the beats that bounce the bricks and the perfect tongue holding the perfect wit. I can feel the city breathe, absorbing the anxious reality, I mean the big big city and well, the other side of me, the un-New York City, the un-city street, the un-back alley side of me feels the primal scream in me, the alone desert dancing care free side of me, the loin cloth me, the wondering caravan in me feels nothing, but movement and ecstasy and when i shut my big mouth i hope you are dancing next to me



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