Текст Caravan Palace – Wonderland

Just imagine a trip to a wonderful land of candy and jam, and ice cream

I gotta hit that street
You better watch it
With a gat that I cock with a full clip

See the stone cold face,
Try to knock it
I can’t be trapped, never walk, I’m a rocket
I gotta be in it, I gotta grip in it
I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta get it, get it, get it, get it

See the big gold chain that I’m rockin’
I got the ring for the bling, not a problem
I got a stash full of cash that I owe to my brother
All up in the club, just to live it up

Look how the streets turn cold when I walk it
It’s my rules. No man can stop it
I throw a kick so quick that’ll leave you in the gutter
Leave you in the gutter, gutter, gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
I got all up
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
I got all up
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
I got
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gutter
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gutter

Just imagine. Wonderful land

I know all these things never happen
I’m just a random girl with gentle manners
In my dreams I rock and I rule the wonderland, rule the wonderland, rule the wonderland, rule the wonderland…

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
I got all up
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
I got all up
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
I got all up
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gutter
All up in the gutter

All up in the gut—
All up in the gut—
All up in the gutter