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MC Chris

Fireplace And Pipe

 

Fireplace And Pipe

(álbum: MC Chris Foreverrr - 2014)


[Chorus x2:]
This is what I like fireplace and pipe
I'm calm in the palm of my pipe and it's light
I keep it barely burning I'm still learning earning stripes
Fireplace and pipe there's no finer high to hype

You ever had a day you're feeling all kinds of stress
Restless and defenseless every sense put through the test
You wanna run away leave everything behind
You Wanna find a way to stay without it preying on your mind
well if you like the easy life yeah I think I know the type
Retire to a higher place a fireplace and pipe
A friend in your den a buddy in your study
It doesn't matter when it puts an end to feeling cruddy
A good book and some tea Earl Grey and Agatha Christie
Conan Doyle never spoils enjoy being embroiled inside a mystery
Afghan on my lap and no dread inside my head
When tenacity's been tapped before I nap or go to bed
It's fireplace and pipe pack it loose and smoke it slow
Don't want to get tongue bite open the flue and let it flow
Whether it's Winter in the Hinterlands the hardest part of harvest
There'll be sparks in the hearth, glowing embers in the darkness

[Chorus x2]

Fog Morton is important Prince Albert in a can
Virginias are a winner aromatics I can't stand
I'm a candy flavor hater keep the sweetness in my cup
Cigarettes and blunts were fun but I am done cuz I've grown up
Position is tradition Mark Twain and Albert Einstein
I'd rather rock what Sherlock stocks save the sess for High Times
Booger eaters smokin sugar not that sorta salt
You can keep your Calvin candy and I'll opt for Dr Schultz
The aroma is arousing but some cronies call it a crutch
When people leave me parched I park at my porch enjoy the dusk
Might seem a little lonely only my pipe seems to know me
I'm a hobbit of the hearth fill the twilight with Old Toby
Bert from Mary Poppins might stop in to steep some tea
Santa Claus might applaud my Christmas Tree and chimney key
No matter who it might be can't defeat the present company
of my fireplace and pipe it brings me such pleasant peace

[Chorus x2]

feito

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