| Song | Wash Your Face In My Sink |
| Artist | Dream Warriors |
| Album | And Now The Legacy Begins |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gooden, Robinson, Rodwell | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink (sink) | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink (sink) | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Simplicity with synchronicity make a mind meld | |
| Revealed if possible like a walk in a mind field | |
| Sadly, you get up to bat and take a swing thing | |
| Should I | |
| Shouldn't I try? | |
| Too late | |
| You sunk into the sink that I wash my face | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink | |
| Tougher | |
| That's what I'm getting | |
| I'm getting rougher | |
| And you beat me? | |
| Suffer | |
| The attempt of an attempt well tried | |
| Well your side tried | |
| But my side will never be denied | |
| Cause I'm swinging it stinging neglection | |
| With an injection of truth | |
| I've come to untwist the twisted youth | |
| How does it feel now that I've got you all to think? | |
| Yeah, and wash your face in my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Here I go I here I go I here I go again | |
| I have a little place to send a little false friend | |
| Who tried to mess me up with little negative thoughts | |
| A little negative taught | |
| Me to never ever leave my fame into the hands of incompetence | |
| That makes sense | |
| So now I change the tune for the tune allows changes | |
| For you to take a breath while your brain rearranges | |
| What I just spoke into a language called speech | |
| You try to catch it but you just can't reach | |
| For you leave a ring around the basin | |
| When you wash your face in | |
| In my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Now the basin is clean to the gleam of the eye | |
| You constantly lie "when dove's cry" | |
| Out that you are not about what you say | |
| The image of the field you reveal and portray | |
| For never ever will I fall fall to the effects of bandwagonism | |
| So please listen | |
| Up not down | |
| For down is the devil | |
| So roll like a boulder and not like a pebble | |
| You roll like a rock, you roll like a rebel | |
| For this is pure pain | |
| Pick ax and a shovel | |
| Hear no command | |
| Hear just warning | |
| If you wake up in the morning | |
| And wash your face in my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Swing on the grounds of the play ground | |
| The wire to the amp to improve the sound | |
| I mean give me an M-I-C that is clean | |
| And witness the warriors of the dream | |
| For the bigger the orange | |
| Is the bigger the peel | |
| Thieves who steal | |
| Get a wheel for real | |
| A spin to infin or until I give a pardon | |
| Me, I never promised you a rose garden | |
| Or nourishment just punishment for a fink | |
| Who thinks he can wash his face in our sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Open up the door | |
| Step across the wet floor | |
| You can make it | |
| You can tape it | |
| This rhyme forevermore | |
| Peer into the drain as the water goes down | |
| Why do you frown is the end of the sound | |
| But bring back the rhyme | |
| For the rhyme is evaporated | |
| And all of the sucker MCs | |
| To the Jones is saying | |
| They would | |
| They could | |
| They think | |
| But never ever never dare try | |
| To wash their face in my sin |
| zuo ci : Gooden, Robinson, Rodwell | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Simplicity with synchronicity make a mind meld | |
| Revealed if possible like a walk in a mind field | |
| Sadly, you get up to bat and take a swing thing | |
| Should I | |
| Shouldn' t I try? | |
| Too late | |
| You sunk into the sink that I wash my face | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink | |
| Tougher | |
| That' s what I' m getting | |
| I' m getting rougher | |
| And you beat me? | |
| Suffer | |
| The attempt of an attempt well tried | |
| Well your side tried | |
| But my side will never be denied | |
| Cause I' m swinging it stinging neglection | |
| With an injection of truth | |
| I' ve come to untwist the twisted youth | |
| How does it feel now that I' ve got you all to think? | |
| Yeah, and wash your face in my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Here I go I here I go I here I go again | |
| I have a little place to send a little false friend | |
| Who tried to mess me up with little negative thoughts | |
| A little negative taught | |
| Me to never ever leave my fame into the hands of incompetence | |
| That makes sense | |
| So now I change the tune for the tune allows changes | |
| For you to take a breath while your brain rearranges | |
| What I just spoke into a language called speech | |
| You try to catch it but you just can' t reach | |
| For you leave a ring around the basin | |
| When you wash your face in | |
| In my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Now the basin is clean to the gleam of the eye | |
| You constantly lie " when dove' s cry" | |
| Out that you are not about what you say | |
| The image of the field you reveal and portray | |
| For never ever will I fall fall to the effects of bandwagonism | |
| So please listen | |
| Up not down | |
| For down is the devil | |
| So roll like a boulder and not like a pebble | |
| You roll like a rock, you roll like a rebel | |
| For this is pure pain | |
| Pick ax and a shovel | |
| Hear no command | |
| Hear just warning | |
| If you wake up in the morning | |
| And wash your face in my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Swing on the grounds of the play ground | |
| The wire to the amp to improve the sound | |
| I mean give me an MIC that is clean | |
| And witness the warriors of the dream | |
| For the bigger the orange | |
| Is the bigger the peel | |
| Thieves who steal | |
| Get a wheel for real | |
| A spin to infin or until I give a pardon | |
| Me, I never promised you a rose garden | |
| Or nourishment just punishment for a fink | |
| Who thinks he can wash his face in our sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Open up the door | |
| Step across the wet floor | |
| You can make it | |
| You can tape it | |
| This rhyme forevermore | |
| Peer into the drain as the water goes down | |
| Why do you frown is the end of the sound | |
| But bring back the rhyme | |
| For the rhyme is evaporated | |
| And all of the sucker MCs | |
| To the Jones is saying | |
| They would | |
| They could | |
| They think | |
| But never ever never dare try | |
| To wash their face in my sin |
| zuò cí : Gooden, Robinson, Rodwell | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Simplicity with synchronicity make a mind meld | |
| Revealed if possible like a walk in a mind field | |
| Sadly, you get up to bat and take a swing thing | |
| Should I | |
| Shouldn' t I try? | |
| Too late | |
| You sunk into the sink that I wash my face | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| In my sink | |
| Tougher | |
| That' s what I' m getting | |
| I' m getting rougher | |
| And you beat me? | |
| Suffer | |
| The attempt of an attempt well tried | |
| Well your side tried | |
| But my side will never be denied | |
| Cause I' m swinging it stinging neglection | |
| With an injection of truth | |
| I' ve come to untwist the twisted youth | |
| How does it feel now that I' ve got you all to think? | |
| Yeah, and wash your face in my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Here I go I here I go I here I go again | |
| I have a little place to send a little false friend | |
| Who tried to mess me up with little negative thoughts | |
| A little negative taught | |
| Me to never ever leave my fame into the hands of incompetence | |
| That makes sense | |
| So now I change the tune for the tune allows changes | |
| For you to take a breath while your brain rearranges | |
| What I just spoke into a language called speech | |
| You try to catch it but you just can' t reach | |
| For you leave a ring around the basin | |
| When you wash your face in | |
| In my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Now the basin is clean to the gleam of the eye | |
| You constantly lie " when dove' s cry" | |
| Out that you are not about what you say | |
| The image of the field you reveal and portray | |
| For never ever will I fall fall to the effects of bandwagonism | |
| So please listen | |
| Up not down | |
| For down is the devil | |
| So roll like a boulder and not like a pebble | |
| You roll like a rock, you roll like a rebel | |
| For this is pure pain | |
| Pick ax and a shovel | |
| Hear no command | |
| Hear just warning | |
| If you wake up in the morning | |
| And wash your face in my sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Swing on the grounds of the play ground | |
| The wire to the amp to improve the sound | |
| I mean give me an MIC that is clean | |
| And witness the warriors of the dream | |
| For the bigger the orange | |
| Is the bigger the peel | |
| Thieves who steal | |
| Get a wheel for real | |
| A spin to infin or until I give a pardon | |
| Me, I never promised you a rose garden | |
| Or nourishment just punishment for a fink | |
| Who thinks he can wash his face in our sink | |
| You wash your face in my sink | |
| Open up the door | |
| Step across the wet floor | |
| You can make it | |
| You can tape it | |
| This rhyme forevermore | |
| Peer into the drain as the water goes down | |
| Why do you frown is the end of the sound | |
| But bring back the rhyme | |
| For the rhyme is evaporated | |
| And all of the sucker MCs | |
| To the Jones is saying | |
| They would | |
| They could | |
| They think | |
| But never ever never dare try | |
| To wash their face in my sin |