Description
Main Artist: aja monet
Main Artist: Meshell Ndegeocello
Main Artist: Georgia Anne Muldrow
Producer: Meshell Ndegeocello
Producer: aja monet
Producer: Justin Brown
Lyricist: aja monet
Composer: Novena Carmel
Composer: Meshell Ndegeocello
Composer: Josh Johnson
Composer: aja monet
Lyrics and translation
Original
What’s going on?
You are tuned into Elsewhere Radio where we got all rhythm, no algorithm.
And if you're ready to take flight into the great unknown, I've got something new just for you.
So strap in and stay tuned for the best in surreal -blues from Aja Monet.
-Say we're goin' to the elsewhere every day. Every day. Every day. Every day.
-Say we're goin' to the elsewhere. -We thee somebodiness.
When the streetlights in your veins go on and summer walking up and down the sidewalk of your grin.
Diamonds twinkling on the street.
The thirst of our cool.
On the shorelines of a smile washing up against moon shuttle lit eyes freeing impulses whereas folk we lull laughter in the face of death. Hm.
The carnival of flowers sprouting from closed fists earth skin.
The perfume stones kissin' cuss words.
The rhythm echo and reverb riffing.
Where the garments of Jupiter genius sparkling of spaceships scattered in desire dressed in vibration cooking on a stove skillet afro curl satellite levitating sitting like a turban comb the skies heavenwards embrace the marvelous daydreams born in the forests of our refuge.
We were born to be sun ray radiant falling upon the horizon newly each day shining awaywithness let's go.
Let's go to the elsewhere set loose whereas we escape into the strangeness whispers of flesh as mirror supernatural stances treasuring the mystery of ourselves where the spirits dwell from not so distant constellations looming.
Let's go to the elsewhere.
Ooh.
Said we're going to the elsewhere everyday.
Everyday.
Everyday. Everyday. Said we're going to the elsewhere.
Everyday. Said when we gonna get there. Come on.
Said we're going to the elsewhere. Everyday. Said please can we get there soon. So good to see ya.
Said we're going to the elsewhere. Everyday. Soon. Will we get there by midnight?
Everybody say yeah. Said we're going to the elsewhere. Everyday.
Said do we wanna get there soon? So happy. Said we're going to the elsewhere.
See the TV man setting you free. Said we're going to the elsewhere. Said when will we get there?
See you out there standing. Said we're going to the elsewhere. High seven six.
Send it to yourself. Baby won't you give it back?
Said we're going to the -elsewh-- -There's love in the elsewhere
There's liberation in the elsewhere.
There's revolution in the elsewhere
Peace of mind in the elsewhere
Neither here nor there.
The end of the world as you know it In the elsewhere.
English translation
What’s going on?
You are tuned into Elsewhere Radio where we got all rhythm, no algorithm.
And if you're ready to take flight into the great unknown, I've got something new just for you.
So strap in and stay tuned for the best in surreal -blues from Aja Monet.
-Say we're goin' to the elsewhere every day. Every day. Every day. Every day.
-Say we're goin' to the elsewhere. -We thee somebodiness.
When the streetlights in your veins go on and summer walking up and down the sidewalk of your grin.
Diamonds twinkling on the street.
The thirst of our cool.
On the shorelines of a smile washing up against moon shuttle lit eyes freeing impulses whereas folk we lull laughter in the face of death. Hm.
The carnival of flowers sprouting from closed fists earth skin.
The perfume stones kissin' cuss words.
The rhythm echo and reverb riffing.
Where the garments of Jupiter genius sparkling of spaceships scattered in desire dressed in vibration cooking on a stove skillet afro curl satellite levitating sitting like a turban comb the skies heavenwards embrace the marvelous daydreams born in the forests of our refuge.
We were born to be sun ray radiant falling upon the horizon newly each day shining awaywithness let's go.
Let's go to the elsewhere set loose whereas we escape into the strangeness whispers of flesh as mirror supernatural stances treasuring the mystery of ourselves where the spirits dwell from not so distant constellations looming.
Let's go to the elsewhere.
Ooh.
Said we're going to the elsewhere everyday.
Everyday.
Everyday. Everyday. Said we're going to the elsewhere.
Everyday. Said when we gonna get there. Come on.
Said we're going to the elsewhere. Everyday. Said please can we get there soon. So good to see ya.
Said we're going to the elsewhere. Everyday. Soon. Will we get there by midnight?
Everybody say yeah. Said we're going to the elsewhere. Everyday.
Said do we wanna get there soon? So happy. Said we're going to the elsewhere.
See the TV man setting you free. Said we're going to the elsewhere. Said when will we get there?
See you out there standing. Said we're going to the elsewhere. High seven six.
Send it to yourself. Baby won't you give it back?
Said we're going to the -elsewh-- -There's love in the elsewhere
There's liberation in the elsewhere.
There's revolution in the elsewhere
Peace of mind in the elsewhere
Neither here nor there.
The end of the world as you know it In the elsewhere.