Suave - Random Recipe

All you lovers & haters & bee savers & meat cravers & fatsoes & slim & slenders

This is your time to surrender

She’s Franster Bobanster and he’s Vini cheese

Liu can tell you his eyes’ll stop a gloomy breeze

Take time to take in all the differences

Quick, look at a map and all the fake fences

So what’s cooler?

To roll your Rs like in Aruba or Khartoum, where the Rs are dryer than the

desert

Say «Peace» like you won the cakewalk, y’all

Seed 'em, feed 'em, breed 'em, freedom, watch 'em grow tall

We’re from Montreal, Louisiana, Hong Kong

Italiana long gone

Yeah, our story’s random

Cuz Random Recipe can handle

Blowing out the candles

We’re in it for the gamble

Fans’ll go where we go

Sold out shows are lethal

So come on evil people

Join our supa sequel!

While we watch you classify this album

We’re smoking green in Holland

I’d like to go to a place I have never seen…

People, people, have you been where it’s cold

Where ice creates a bridge, life lives under the snow

People, people, have you been where it’s hot,

Life places stones for the sun on a clock

Okay, our turn to say what we believe our place is at

Since now my city’s on the map, uh

FRA

I’m from a place with identity crises

I’m from that place that plays with sensitive dice

DIY center where the hipsters play with gender

Where Hasidics are their neighbours

Everybody feels outnumbered

Languages are colors and colors have their own borders

Our borders have no grenades but hatred locked up for days

Genuine cinnamon on my coated opinion

Generation sweet-talking as they split in delirium

Ideas from the past are slowly fading, eroding

Heck, I can vote for a lady, can even marry a lady

All hell broke loose, said the party of douche

With the Barbie and the pooch in the Facebook group

FAB

Whoop whoop

Take it slow, take it easy

Like you gotta be careful

Whoop whoop

Take it slow, take it easy

Like a true breezy flow

Cool tool,

A boat is safe in the harbor but it ain’t what it’s built for

A corner’s full of surprises, stuck with no armor

Imagine on a slippery floor?

You want more?

Go ahead, pick a door

Time is knocking back, mocking at no.4

So balance your act, head into place

Live on the edge, don’t take too much space

It takes so many different people in this world

I glance

At all the strangers and familiars

Kumbayah and dance