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Me'ngala
08:12
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Intro for "Garden"
00:19
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intro for "In-A-Ga-In"
00:04
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In-A-Ga-In
04:25
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Intro for "Sole Feet"
00:06
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Sole Feet
05:45
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Sole Feet
By Betty Supple
O, help me with the sole
I can stone,
help me with the sole
so Iv been over, grand father use.
Nothing no need for socks, just mi old sole
stamping down on the beet-in bath o I want to pas you
again.
And o, don’t get me that “no shoes no shirt no serves”, because
I’ll be of services to the earth that I feel
birthing your energy up though the bottoms of my feet
I stole singing a tune, feeling like June never left me
In never let me, de de de, dee dee, de de de, dee dee
de de de, dee.
I'l take a trip, skip-a-dee skip,
with you my dear out into a clearing
and life, gets stuck up inside my stride.
So pleas let me fall to my knees, and lay on the earth I want to
pray for the birth of a brand new path to walk on.
Their I remember something about the lake, you feel stepping echos
out into the day, reminds me of an old way,,, aaahahaa
some times I want to go back n'know how do we know,
how we going to know, how do we know how we going to know.
Tight up my witches boots and run
Down three hills over forests paths,
so till nothings left to follow,
ain’t going to follow, just a bush wack'in though my foots steps
and you sing into each others memorizes.
Twigs and leaves and poky things
one of give me some brand new blisters
help me to strengthen my calluses.
So I can walk all summer, I want to walk all summer
bare foot, bitchin to my self, only if I feel like bitchin to myself.
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Pisces People
02:54
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Pisces People
By Betty Supple
They say that, Pisces are witchy feet people
The feet is the best part.
If you want to get to a Pisces person,
The feet are the hart
If you want to press on my pressure points
Everything will be released for you
If you want to get to me baby
Through the soles where you get through
Trough the sole, through the sole
Through the sole, through the sole
I could feel briefly the way that my grandmothers rose to this
Grow complete, unknown to them, except for when
They feel old grand-mommas feet steeping, step-free,
Step in to heaven
Hear you grandmother, telling me which way to turn.
So, if you want to step with me baby.
If you want to get to me baby.
Through the sole,ooo, through the sole.
Through the sole. ooo, through the sole
O Pisces they are witchy people,
Get to them through the foot so
If you want to get to me baby...
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