Gorillaz: The Moon Cave ft. Asha Puthli, Bobby Womack, Dave Jolicoeur, Jalen Ngonda, Black Thought

Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me,
Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me,
Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me,
Love me, Love me

To the Moon Cave,
Where I bought my tears,
Lit the lantern, On my childhood fears
If your leaving (if your leaving)
Don’t make it harder than it is
Let me know (Let me know)
So I can say goodbye,
And let it go,

You must wash all your perfume from your body

Oooh the things I swore I’d never become,
Like the vastness of the river, in the cradled light, they done me

Why am I taking so long? (And we all end)
Why is my voice not strong now?(And we all end, In the Moon Cave)

(And we all end)
You will never recognize me again (And we all end)
Have you travelled
On a moonbeam?

Oooh the things I swore I’d never become,
Like the vastness of the river, in the cradled light, they done me
Oooh I need, I need a better bond with you
If dancing forever coming
Where the atoms gone with you?

Oooh Things I, swore I’d never become, (Yes please)
Like a broken man,
Who realised what he has done,
Oooh it feels like, an echo in my past

Yes please
Grinning beginnings
One more time from the top
Float!
Topic!
Float!
Tropic!
Float!
Topic!
Float!
Tropic!
Float!
Topic!
Float!
Tropic!

I can “float” like a butterfly gimme any “topic”
Ima let it slide.
Bet you I’ma “float” like I’m in the sky look at how i “drop it”
When I let the ideas just “float”
up high like a new hot “topic”
Good to be a goat
Only way I “float?” treat it like it’s gossip and just “drop it”
Yeah watch this ..

I can “float” like no other god gimme any “topic”
I’ma let it ride bet you I’ma “float” like it’s been a vibe I’ma just “drop it”

I get telescopic for profit when I float topic to topic,
Is it hip hop?
Is it gothic?

Can it fit into a corner pocket?
Is it hovering above the surface?
Is the pain where the megahertz is?Where the masjid, where the church is?
Are the last days where the earth is?
It’s a movie.
Listen to me.
They have given this permission to me to move like Mr Halloumi
If I leave here don’t pursue me.
Lemme float topic to topic, from the posh tip to the mosh pit to the ghosts
watching the folks clockin’
the most popular optics.
Spread it all ‘round from the small town to the empire ‘finna fall down,
from the energy that brung the wall down or the mothership gon’ call down
like Orson.
The heat gon’ be scorching.
The beat gon’ need voices that sound downright awesome.
What down town like… different than the sounds yall like. Lemme break it
down for em like..


Maybe I should just wait, just a little bit
Forgetting bothers me