Lirik Lagu "New Orleans" - Mutombo Green grass green grass Sweet taste in the thin air I'm drunk on tar Another kind of fun A taunting amusement I bet you couldn’t feel the thrill Wake me up When neon lights are burnin' Basement hacks, the sort of crowd we jam Get on Bill, motors running Aglow, arise Primed, to fly Getting by For a while Blue Lake Pines. Too close too soon pass on It feels right. Take me to the rapture, with glitters and jazz punctured bones, a sacred throne it hangs Hop on, the wheels in motion we unite, in dust to propel, and dance Home-made pies sordid eyes Way up high hang low downtown machine pass it on Pass it bud, a foreboding sense of pride.. Video: Mutombo - New Orleans **** Disclaimer: Music video and lyrics of the song Mutombo - New Orleans provided on this blog is copyright / ownership of the authors, artists and music labels are concerned. Entire media, including the lyrics of the song and video clip Mutombo - New Orleans is available