Threehead Lyrics - The Most Serene Republic

Bless you all who made laughter 

Labs creation in head 

Thanks to those who wrote novel 

Efflorescence from the dead 

Troubled is creator 

Whose mind is always dancing 

Dance, your forehead 

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats 

Numbers one to 

Numbers one to six does not exist 

Dance, your forehead 

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats 

Numbers one to 

Numbers one to six does not exist 

Goodness, me the painter 

Every view a light 

Hugs goes to the steeple 

Efflorescence from the life 

Dance, your forehead 

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats 

Numbers one to 

Numbers one to six does not exist 

Dance, your forehead 

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats 

Numbers one to 

Numbers one to six does not exist 

I know the way to life 

Past the twenty-seventh birth date 

Your theories are crazy, brings nothing but maybes 

Your problems are building, twenty floors said and counting 

Yes, but you know not of the mind you speak 

My strength rises in dreams and in life, grows weak 

The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker 

Myself and I, put dreams to life 

The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker 

Myself and I, put dreams to life