Good Morning Song - IAM, Skyzoo

Rien à faire ce matin ils passent mon son préféré

Je laisse dehors les klaxons, les insultes proférées

J’suis là en live dans l’habitacle et chante comme si j’y étais

Bon… la moitié en yaourt mais je te jure ça le fait

C’est ça l’effet aucun débat, aucun JT

Aucune envie de cogiter en matant les gens s’agiter

Comme si par magie les soucis d’il y a une heure disparaissaient

En chœur dès les premières notes elle prend ma tête et mon corps

La good morning song, c’est celle qui te fait sourire

Quand tu es en panne sous la pluie et que t’as plus de batterie

Que tu ne peux appeler personne car ton téléphone aussi

Quand t’es noir et que tu fais du stop, j’te garantis, tu pries

C’est ce cor qui résonne comme un lever de soleil

Qui te dit «croque ce jour comme un gâteau au miel»

Et qui sait, la chance pourrait s’y glisser, mais là ce que je veux

C’est kiffer encore quelques secondes ma good morning song

Elle peut sembler dépassée

Face à l’horloge du monde

Mais elle nous fait s’enlacer

La good morning song

Elle peut paraître effacée

Devant les besoins du monde

Mais elle dit «tout doit changer»

La good morning song

Know my mornings is circa 52 to 82

My sunday morning jazz hashtags made you play a few

Food for the soul, spin off the win, call it lazy Sue

The other six days following suit kept it relatable

What a scene, what a serene sound

To echo out the corners I be’s 'round

And sketch around the boarders and ease out

Same corners they told us keep down

We went on and reached out and vowed never speak 'bout

So speaking through Miles and speaking through «Trane and speaking through

Blakey

Is more than enough to be speaking through lately

I mean I kick it through them or they kick it through me

Cause shots sound like horn stabs in a similar key

And innocence be sounding like Ahmad Jamal on the 88's

Front row, saw it like I heard it and stayed awake

And blue and whites sound like drum solos where my crib is at

So win or lose, know what my mornings is filled with that

And good morning

Elle peut sembler dépassée

Face à l’horloge du monde

Mais elle nous fait s’enlacer

La good morning song

Elle peut paraître effacée

Devant les besoins du monde

Mais elle dit «tout doit changer»

La good morning song

Pourquoi faut-il toujours des drames pour comprendre ce qui est vrai?

Juste ou bon?

Regarder ce qui effraie?

L’effacer comme une tâche d’encre, le sourire n’est pas sur ebay

On ne peut pas l’acheter, on ne peut pas le vendre

Ecoute ma good morning song, cousin

Ce n’est pas une prière bête pour que le sort nous aide

Les amis, Dieu fait en sorte que les bons nous aiment

Elle souffle à nos oreilles des mots doux comme sur un bon lose ends

Et les jours où je ne reconnais plus le pays

Avec les yeux et les bouches pleines de nuages gris

Elle me dit «bienvenue, enfant élu de l’univers»

«Ne reste pas arrimé à Lilliput, sois Gulliver»

Dans le serpent de véhicules vers ma destination

Ils crient des mots haineux, je n’entends que ma chanson

Par l’aube illuminée les mains accrochées au volant

J’m’envoie ailleurs tout en laissant le bitume aux violents

Elle peut sembler dépassée

Face à l’horloge du monde

Mais elle nous fait s’enlacer

La good morning song

Elle peut paraître effacée

Devant les besoins du monde

Mais elle dit «tout doit changer»

La good morning song

Nothing to do this morning they're playing my favorite track

I leave out the horns, the insults uttered

I'm there live in the cockpit and sing like I'm there

Well... half in yogurt but I swear it does

That's the effect no debate, no news

No desire to think while watching people fidget

As if by magic the worries of an hour ago disappeared

In chorus from the first notes she takes my head and my body

The good morning song is the one that makes you smile

When you're broken down in the rain and you're out of battery

That you can't call nobody cause your phone too

When you black and hitchhiking I guarantee you pray

It's that horn that sounds like a sunrise

Who says to you "bite this day like a honey cake"

And who knows, luck might creep in, but that's what I want

It's like a few more seconds my good morning song

She may seem outdated

Facing the world clock

But she makes us embrace

The good morning song

She may seem erased

Before the needs of the world

But she says "everything has to change"

The good morning song

Know my mornings is circa 52 to 82

My sunday morning jazz hashtags made you play a few

Food for the soul, spin off the win, call it lazy Sue

The other six days following suit kept it relatable

What a scene, what a serene sound

To echo out the corners I be's 'round

And sketch around the boarders and ease out

Same corners they told us keep down

We went on and reached out and vowed never speak 'bout

So speaking through Miles and speaking through “Trane and speaking through

Blakey

Is more than enough to be speaking through lately

I mean I kick it through them or they kick it through me

Cause shots sound like horn stabs in a similar key

And innocence be sounding like Ahmad Jamal on the 88's

Front row, saw it like I hear it and stayed awake

And blue and whites sound like drum solos where my crib is at

So win or lose, know what my mornings is filled with that

And good morning

She may seem outdated

Facing the world clock

But she makes us embrace

The good morning song

She may seem erased

Before the needs of the world

But she says "everything has to change"

The good morning song

Why does it always take drama to figure out what's real?

Fair or good?

Watch what scares?

Wipe it like an ink stain, the smile ain't on ebay

We can't buy it, we can't sell it

Listen to my good morning song, cousin

It's not a silly prayer for fate to help us

Friends, God makes the good ones love us

She whispers in our ears sweet words like on a good lose ends

And the days when I no longer recognize the country

With eyes and mouths full of gray clouds

She says "welcome, chosen child of the universe"

"Don't stay pegged to Lilliput, be Gulliver"

In the snake of vehicles to my destination

They're shouting hateful words, I only hear my song

By the illuminated dawn hands on the steering wheel

I send myself elsewhere while leaving the bitumen to the violent

She may seem outdated

Facing the world clock

But she makes us embrace

The good morning song

She may seem erased

Before the needs of the world

But she says "everything has to change"

The good morning song