De La Soul Lyrics

Album: 3 Feet High And Rising

D.A.I.S.Y. Age Lyrics

(Woah. Stay, stay, stay) 

(Daisy! Daisy!) 

(I love daisies, I love daisies, 

I love pushing up your favourite daisies) 

(Daisy!) 

(This is Posdnuos, the president of a paragraph) 

POS: 

Paragraph 

President 

President preaching 'bout the on-tech, 

Known for the new step, 

Stop and take a bow 

Amityville 

Resident 

Resident supported by the speaker view 

Want to feel it in your shoe 

Let me show you how 

Platform 

Witnesses 

Witnesses, show you to my show-lab 

Fill you with my vocab 

Hope you have a spoon 

Discuss 

Contracts 

You like the way I vocalise 

And bring it to a compromise 

My P.A. won't set up till noon 

It's a DAISY age 

Sun 

Ceiling 

Ceiling connects to the sun 

Burning inside everyone 

On a side, plug-a-fied sire 

One 

Million 

Demonstrations have been heard 

My hair burns when I'm referred 

Kid shouts my roof is on fire 

Go 

Dancing 

Dancing like a bandit 

Psychics try to stand it 

Keep it up until they burn a cell 

Romancing 

Romancing dialect in shows 

Posdnuos creating flow 

You say you didn't know 

Oh well, it's a DAISY age 

DOVE: 

Pedal 

Promenade 

Promenade people to the providence 

Dove will show dominance 

Inside of every phrase 

Rebel 

Renegade 

Renegade reaching only topflight 

Can't find your new height 

Think you need a raise 

Dialect 

Ultimate 

Ultimate strings from the soul stuff 

Copies always staying rough 

Before they go to plate 

Try a pack 

It'll stick 

Stick to you but won't deflate 

Keeping all the levels straight 

I tell you, mate, that we're top rate 

'Cause it's a DAISY age 

The speak 

Motor 

Motor is the heart beat 

Sleeping in your car seat 

Kept alive to every mile discovered 

Complete 

Quota 

Quota sharp at 12 noon 

Risen to a new tune 

Positive is greater than negative 

Image 

Mirror 

Mirror image don't contend 

Vocals should be comprehended 

Silver audience'll say what's said 

Scrimmage 

Nearer 

Nearer to the goal line 

Forget about the rose vine 

The Soul will let you know it's time 

And it's a DAISY age 

(La la la la, lah) 

(This is a DAISY age) 

(Sing about, sing about the DAISY age) 

(Let it rain, let it rain, rain on a DAISY) 

(Rain on, rain on) 

 

 

 

Al Watts: Now it's the end of the show. Contestants, do you have 

any answers? 

Contestants: (Clueless babble, including 'Nah,' 'I dunno,' 'Mama') 

Al Watts: For those of you who think your answers are correct, 

Don, tell them where to send the answers to. 

Don: Thanks, Al. For all you listeners at home who think you 

have the right answers, jot 'em down on a four by ten sheet of paper, 

and get two proof of purchases from the back of the album, and send 

them to Tommy Boy records in care of Dante the Scrubb, 1747 First 

Avenue, New York, New York, 10128. For those who have all four 

answers correct, you will receive a specially selected grand prize. 

Thanks and goodnight, for Three Feet High and Rising, this is Don 

Newkirk.