Alisa Geliss Mmm... Uh
[Chorus]
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Go bananas from bush
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Carry away and feel rush
I’m holding in my hand
Black box from my glasses
There lay pipe and stuff
Quietly kept safe
I’ll open my black bag
And I will take my bush away
Lay a fire
And I see my path Easten
[Chorus]
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Go bananas from bush
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Carry away and feel rush
I inhale the sweetest smoke
Of many many times
Lovely joint in my forks
This song is not for mice
I’ll get to the street
To meet the sunrise
And I’ll not see this world of shit
Because now I’m nice
Gee! Baby! I didn’t know what could be cool!
I feel myself like little nice piece of furniture!
And it’s no matter that my thoughts are so high and fool
And now I think that all tea-parties will go on my rules!
[Chorus]
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Go bananas from bush
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Carry away and feel rush
Try it!
Join it!
Baby!
Feel it!
Rate it!
Taste it!
