I got the tunes in my pocket, in an old ass Walkman Walking to the beach with a bottle of Black & Tan Keys in the Velcro where it always should be Time's tickin' by but it doesn't concern me I'm killin' time with nothin' to do, yeah That's all I seem to think about or do My soul is sound when I'm in my hometown, yeah No place I'd rather be My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat, yeah My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat Give me peace of mind that can't be beat Well, I can sleep all night to the sound of the ocean An' wake up in the morning, and I do it all again Seven days a week, I pay no attention I spend a lot of time with my record collection I'm killin' time with nothin' to do, yeah That's all I seem to think about or do My soul is sound when I'm in my hometown, yeah No place I'd rather be My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat, yeah My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat Give me peace of mind that can't be beat I hear the sound of the skateboard rolling down my backstreet Reggae music comin' from the neighbor across from me As time ticks by, as time ticks by I never stop to ask, I never wonder why As time ticks by, as time ticks by I never stop to ask, I never wonder why My soul is sound when I'm in my hometown, yeah No place I'd rather be My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat, yeah My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat Give me peace of mind that can't be beat My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat, yeah My town, my street Give me peace of mind that can't be beat Give me peace of mind that can't be beat, yeah © KEY BREE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com