Besedila: American Pearl. Automatic.

Spoke to my god today asked him why he'd gone away
Hitched on a rocket ride into the sun
He said "Son I've got one for ya down there in California
Just take a look around at all you've done"

"You're automatic like a burnin' gun
You're a star like everyone"
Talked to my soul today but I couldn't keep my brain away
So I found a holiday behind the sun

Took all the friends I could spun out in Hollywood
Hit up on a climate everyone
You're automatic like a burnin' gun
You're a star like everyone

And you could save the world
Could be shinin' on my pearl
You could save the world
Just might find your way my pearl

She said "I'm automatic, baby, systematic speed
Through the universe my engines bleed
I'm automatic momma with automatic pace
Save me momma as I fall from grace"

Shine