1. The wisdom behind the smile (Ca$h)
2. Walkin' naked thru a bluebell field
3. Rhythm is love
4. Runaway (Slavery days are over)
5. Where's life?
6. The funderlying undermentals
7. Frinigro interstellar
8. Free your soul
9. A curious kind of subconcious
10. The waxing + the waning
11. The invisible ladder
12. Pleasure is kisses within

I was standing
On one of the Seine bridges
Saying goodbye to
Lydia Tracy
When the news broke
That we had been used + abused
Since money began
To some its kinda rude
To refuse
The bootleg version
Of an act of love
Blufunk individuals
Can change that phrase to bribery
Change that phrase to bribery
Change that phrase
Chorus
Because the wisdom
Behind the smile
Is called "Cash"
I know that money lies to me
It's freedom on paper
But nobody's free
You know it's gonna kill for me
To see so many people diggin
"The bootleg version"
Money bleeds
Greed is a need
Only to those
Only to those
Only to those you can't afford it
They're diggin the bootleg version
Chorus

I've sat in Alleyways
And spoke to buildings
I've worn a womans body
To provoke a male
I've spread emotion lotion
On ma feelings
To clean the river
That's running thru me
I'd like to sail on the ocean of love
But the wind said :
"This boat aint goin nowhere
Without a breeze"
My mind
Has been twisted
Reformed
Conformed
And deformed by someone
I met by complete chance
In a bluebell field
I'd like to hold you tight
Hold you close
Cover your mouth
Burn all your clothes
Chorus
Walkin naked thru a bluebell field
So much laughter
Should intensify the real
Walkin naked thru a bluebell field
I'd like to kiss your hips
Lick your lips
Shed my soul
+ Blind fold ya
Chorus
I'd like to fuck your aura
And when I have the time
I'd like to unscrew your mind
Chorus
I'd like to tell your mama
Tell your pa
Bout the "thangs" we did
In their backyard

If I try to take you there, would you come with me?
The reason flies, the fear is scare, the ocean loves the sea
If I try to take you there, would you come with me?
The reason flies, the fear is scare, the ocean loves the sea

Rhythm is love
Heaven is just another world
For the feelin called
Musical
Color is lust
Because all of the sexual "thangs"
we do
In my mind
I trust you make em all colorful
Chorus
I'd like to put you
In such a romance
Take you down
To Paris, France
Leave the café and the bars
Walk the wintry boulevards
Is that a smile I see ?
Well, maybe your not even
Looking at me
Cuz if you smile for no reason
The season is lost
But if your love is the rhythm
Ma rhythm is love
Chorus
Ma rhythm is love
Coming at you
Just like this!

What is beauty ?
To me
To you
What is lonliness ?
A caress ?
A test ?
For who ?
The mind is freakin'...
Peakin'...
For someone...
My color's leakin'
My thinkin' is blue
Chorus
Slavery days are over
I'm free
Free like you
Runaway
With me
Through the trees
Let the leaves hear us!

Chance : Please tell me where life is
I'm feelin scared like this
Destiny : Why do you ask ?
Chance : Sadness"
Destiny : Why should you care ?
Chance : This madness kills
Destiny : You're lookin like one of those reasons
You're lookin like one of those dreams
You're lookin like one of those moments
You can't fool me
Chance : I'd like to see spring
When will you be with me ?
Destiny : Why should you care ?
Chance : Madness
Destiny : Why do you ask ?
Chance : This sadness kills
Destiny : You're lyin !
You're lyin !
You're lyin !
You're lyin !
Narrator : Moments, dreams and reasons
Moments + dreams make love
Come in season
Yeah seasons !
Chance : Where do we go from here ?
These lonely roads
I fear
Destiny : Wipe your tears
Don't you worry
I'll always be here
For you
Chance : You're lyin
You're lyin !
You're lyin !
You're lyin !
Look at your face !
Destiny : You're lookin like one of those reasons
Chance : You're cryin !
Destiny : You're lookin like one of those dreams
Chance : Look at your face !
Destiny : You're lookin like one of those moments
You can't fool me

Thefunderlyingundermentalsof
Blufunk
Hangyoassoutonourbassline
Togetthefunderlyingundermentalsof
Punkfunk
Yougotitakissyourraceup
Hangyourbassup
Onthe'B'side
Theyouknowwhy
Thefunderlyingundermentalsof
Bluefunk
Hangyoassoutonourbassline
Goessomethinlikethis
Repeat the first recipe
Then add
The politics of sex
The politics of the soul
The politics of the spirit
The politics of your mind ! x 2

I was born
In a crimson cellar
Just another frinigro interstellar
I'm flying through time
Deflowering the mind
Kissin' white rain
With a black umbrella
Defyin' all the rules of race
Flyin' through outer space
Kissin' underneath for ma baby
Pushing color in your face
The ocean itself
Is not very far away
The problem begins
When we try to take it home with us
Take a lick of this baby
Every single day
And you'll soon realise
Why we always take a bass with us
It's for keepin all the fools at bay
No matter what the preacher say
Religion is the blues in "G" major
But they never let the negro play it
So I'm flying through outer space
Defyin all the rules of race
Kissin underneath
Pushin color in your face
Tell me - How many frinigro's do you know ?
Do they all wear a smile underneath their
Afro's ?
Oh yeah ?
Chorus

We've been conditioned
To believe what we said life
No wonder we don't know
The meaning of "I"
It means the meaning of you
And the things you do
Not the clothes you wear
Or the talk we share
And now pictures that lie
Tell us what to buy
But never what to do
When aall your money's thru
So don't be deceived
By what your T.V. receives
Cuz they'll pasteurize you cold
And they'll advertise you sold
Chorus
Lose all time
Love your mind
And free your soul
Innoncent child turned out wild
No more six, six picking up stix
This kinda blufunk will make you
Trip, dip, shake your hip
And put on the Jones train to freedom
Now, I've been meaning to draw
Some kinda conclusion
About the time, the mind
And the soul intrusion
But the Keziah Jones train of thought
Has had to be "derailed" and "defracked"
Do to this groove found
Lying across the tracks
Chorus x 2
Yeah babe
I've been meaning to draw
I've been meaning to draw
Some kinda conclusion
But we've been derailed
Derailed and defracked
Derailed and defracked
Does anybody know what defracked means ?
If you do
If you do
Get on the train
Get on the train
Get on the train
Get on the train
Chorus x 3
"Don't be deceived by what your T.V. receives"
Lose all time
Love your mind
And free your soul

We're naked
I hope everybody can see our skins
We're naked
Can you see the mind, the soul
The body we're in ?
Chorus 1
There's a curious kind of subconscious
Runnin free runnin free
Inside of me
With a curious speed
It intervenes
In color
We're waiting
For time to pass by and tell the truth
We're waiting
For the lies to filter down to the youth
Chorus 2
Cant they see
Every time they discover
The key to life is not in their hands
I believe what they fear in color
Aint nothin but a curious kind of
subconscious
I'm laughing
When I see the first world
Crying for the third
They're dying
And not even first world tears
Can fade your color
Not even first world tears
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
Not even first world tears
Can fade your color !

I'll stay
If you confess today
I'll know
If moonshine
Or sunshine's the name
For this
Crimson colored kisses
I'll die
Let the Hellstones rain down
On my
Head
Crimson in ma head
Head
You're the eye of the storm
Chorus
The waxing + the waning of the moon
Has got me realising why
The motion of the ocean's
Deep inside my mind
My mind
"The waxing and the waning"
I'll go
I just thought you should know
I'll go
Witches don't scare me
I know
Witches don't hear me
We're alive !
We're alive !
We're alive !
We're alive !
You're the eye of the storm

The wind is so strong
It'll blow your conscience away
I think ill tie myself up in a neat boat
And quietly ceise to exist
Because the psychological warfare
That's going on in our midst
Will put the ethics police 
On your ass
So you better not try to resist
The wind is so strong
It'll blow your conscience away
The wind is so strong
It'll blow your conscience away
Chorus
Taste - Liquid desire
Fate - Destiny's fire
Love - I'll take you higher
Fate - The invisible ladder

When we laugh
Our soul's being tickled
By the past
When we weep
Our smiles "N" giggles
Secrets keep
Chorus
Pleasure is kisses within
Pleasure is kisses
Pleasure is kisses within
Pleasure is kisses
Who's in charge
Of the typhoons and the cyclones ?
Who makes the moon pull at the sea ?
When we cry
The sea becomes the ocean
I stand and grieve for reality
I know
I know
Chorus