Lyrics: Jeff Coffin/Rory Allen Philip Ferreira
Music: Jeff Coffin/Rory Allen Philip Ferreira
(Verse 1)
So the brother approaches the stand like he’s only visiting this planet
I mean with this utter and awed effluent effervescence
This other-realmed obsidian blackness at the helm
And it was the business, it was felt
Robes draped and flowing, and somehow also folded like crab rangoons
Played the tenor like a brain gun
Fingertips stained by the sun of which he was in league with
and trigonometry with the ghost in mystique and monastic study with the father
In presence he was always three, chanting
(Chorus)
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, yeah just like the sun he is
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, Pharaoh will come again
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, the story has no beginning
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, the story has no end
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, yeah just like the sun he is
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, Pharoah will come again
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, the story has no beginning
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, the story has no end
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, yes just like the sun he is
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, Pharaoh will come again
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, the story has no beginning
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, the story has no end
(Verse 2)
His story never repeats itself, but it rhymes
Step up, take flight, “I am” is a synonym for inspired
Life being a symphony for improvisers
Do your arms get tired?
Sing it again in falsetto so it ring truthful
Macaroni go to noodle, huh
(Chorus)
Na na na na na na, Pharoah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Aaah
Treetop flyer
Bebop glider
On this block we rock til’ our mortal enemies expire
Can you raise that vibration?
Can you raise that vibration?
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set, yes just like the sun he is
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
The story never repeats itself
(Verse 3/Jam)
In league with
In league with
In league with
Fingertips stained by the sun of which he was in league with
Of which he was in league with
And trigonometry with the ghost
In mystique and monastic study with the father
In presence he was always three, chanting
In presence he was always three, chanting
African consciousness spins circles and always remains masterful
Yes, Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
This story never repeats itself
(Crazy, crazy)
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
(Verse 4)
So the brother approaches the stand like he’s only visiting this planet
So the brother approaches the stand like he’s only visiting this planet, I mean, with this utter and awed effluent effervescence
This other-realmed obsidian blackness at the helm
And it was the business, it was felt
Treetop flyer
Bebop glider
On this block, we rock till’ our enemies expire
(Chorus)
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
Pharoah Rise, Pharoah Set
(Verse 5)
So the brother approaches the stand like he’s only visiting this planet, I mean, with this utter and awed effluent effervescence
This other-realmed obsidian blackness at the helm
And it was the business, it was felt
(African Chant)
(Verse 6)
Robes draped and flowing, and somehow also folded like crab rangoons
Played the tenor like a brain gun
Fingertips stained by the sun of which he was in league with
and trigonometry with the ghost in mystique and monastic study with the father
In presence he was always three, chanting