I feel my pistols pop
From the peelings that you drop
A disco duck on the disco bus
Maybe you'll reach the top
Play what you feel and it's cool
The echoes of your mind
Say what I feel and it's true
There's reason in my rhyme
Peelings
The echoes of my mind
Peelings
There's reason in my rhyme
I see you've brought a friend
Does he do something new
He's a disco duck on the disco bus
A dumpling in the stew
Under a tiger sky
There pumps a heavy blend
Just like in your dreams
There's a monster at the end
Peelings
The echoes of my mind
Peelings
There's reason in my rhyme
Peelings
Does he do something new
Peelings
A dumpling in the stew