|
Come on over |
|
Said the tripper to the Gauth |
|
Ul-Azam was the Gauth |
|
Cotton wool dede |
|
Master of masters |
|
I tell you dede |
|
From the divers near |
|
Down in deep |
|
I clocked all of you |
|
To a place so fond |
|
Where there even angels are allowed |
|
Where even angels are allowed |
|
Hagia Sophia |
|
And you are the Ahmad too |
|
And you are the Jesus, the Moses |
|
The Ahmad too |
|
"Yeah." says the Gauth |
|
"True." says the Hu |
|
"Hang up - |
|
- Hang up the phone and come on over" |
|
Down in deep |
|
I clocked all of you |
|
To a place do fond |
|
Where there even angels are allowed |
|
Where even angels are allowed |
|
Hagia Sophia |
|
If the truth be told |
|
What the tripper saw |
|
His lessons was to meet |
|
To withdraw the devils gun there |
|
"You've been dragging yourself through a thorn |
|
bush with no clothes on - |
|
-Through a thorn bush with no clothes on" |
|
Hanging up the phone, hanging up the phone |
|
Hanging up the phone come over home |
|
I tell you master |
|
You! |
|
Hang up the phone |
|
Hagia Sophia |
|
Hang up the phone and come on over |
