500 Winters

It's so cold...

I need that Peach, I need that juice...

But they just give me iron, liquid copper...

I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine

Yellow paper on the rock, keeping me confined

Five hundred winters, I been waiting for a sign

I got peaches in my dreams, but I got murder on my mind

Yeah, I got murder on my mind

I got vengeance on my mind

I got iron in my stomach, copper juice is like my wine

I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine

The moss is growing on my ears, I cannot turn my head

I heard a shepherd boy pass by, I asked him for some bread

He looked at me like I'm a ghost, I wished that I was dead

I used to sleep on tiger skins, now stones are in my bed

I didn't mean to crash the party, didn't mean to sin

I just wanted a seat at the table, let the monkey in

But Jade Emperor pressed a button, called the army in

Now I'm stuck inside this hole, I don't know where to begin

My armor rusted in the dirt, my cudgel in my ear

I haven't seen a female monkey in five hundred years

I cry these lava tears, but nobody sees 'em fall

I'm talking to the ants, 'cause I got no one else to call

I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine

Yellow paper on the rock, keeping me confined

Five hundred winters, I been waiting for a sign

I got peaches in my dreams, but I got murder on my mind

Buddha put his hand down, flipped it to a cage

Thinking 'bout the Heaven Palace, filled me up with rage

I see the seasons changing, turning like a page

From a King to a prisoner, locked up on the stage

Yellow talisman around my body, it's a homicide

They tried to kill my spirit, keep the beast inside

But if that Monk comes by and cuts the tape aside

I promise on my life, everybody gonna slide

I wait for the footsteps

Is that Guan Yin, or is that a trap

I'm losing my mind, I'm taking a nap

Five hundred winters, just a little gap

I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine

Yellow paper on the rock, keeping me confined

Five hundred winters, I been waiting for a sign

I got peaches in my dreams, but I got murder on my mind

It's so cold...

I need that Peach, I need that juice...

But they just give me iron, liquid copper...