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| 2. |
| 3:44 | 
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Let the games begin if you wanna fuck with me
You can't disturb the course of P & C & T & D & me I'm on a mission To set straight The vice, the curse, the date, the gate relate to this. I insist B it's weak to dis see I'm runna up so suckers stick to your 40 How could I give a damn, give a damn if you approve what it's about. I just freak out Just guess ya'll c'mon come back slipped outta whack as the master. Laid out the music Death I just say fuck you, the void unknown we're thrown through while lost in life's psychedelic trip we take There's another more bizarre we have to make world we have nowhere beyond Take out the earth the bass is gone At life's end we'll feel the calm How strange we should be here at all Chorus: If you don't have someone to do it with it's not worth doin' To all my friends, it's not the end the earth has not swallowed me yet Into whose womb were you woven what kin of your skin dropped you then Bodies cloven Light of daybreak blinded next exit The wild darkness forming inside it My day wasn't promised me each death it brings reminding me we Are rumbling through this cursed universe where death is birth Think not but what your manifest is worth Giving up a verse the curse occurs a thirst To burst first breaking through the center of the universe Slamming down on the lingo flow so jam to the bumrush single Long ago has been become now when you find out there's no break In the rhythm. Black anima makes my stamina stand alone disown the cinema farewell to posing decades dozing comin up the steps of the new Screen rising scenes from the lost world shapes hard to tell. Which is which as if drawn by a child holmes Chorus This is the heat to flush your face |
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| 3. |
| 4:20 |
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Seen all good things and bad
Running down the hill All so Battered and Brought to the ground I am hungry again I am drunk again With all the money I owe to my friends When i'm like this how can you be smiling Saying How can you be sure? How can you be sure? If you walk out the door Will I see you again? If so much of me lies in your eyes I am hungry again I am drunk again With all the money I owe to my friends When I'm like this how can you be smiling saying how can you be sure? (I don't want you anymore) How can you be sure? (I don't want you anymore) How can you be sure? (I don't want you anymore) How can you be sure? I don't want you I don't want you anymore I don't want you I don't want you anymore |
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| 4. |
| 1:30 |
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[I'm working for the dogs in the city]
Your mind was strong but your body was weak Now your body's here but your mind has snuffed it I think it's time that somebody stopped it. On the screen there's a boy with no name It looks like like you but it's just not the same You're so damn gone, I can hardly see you It must have been a double at the BBC Oh yeah... In the city, in the disco [Think you're] pretty, [ ... ] It's a shit-hole, you're a hero, You're a freak-oh.... Just when I think I'm getting the knack I'll see you and have a panic attack I'm an acrobat on the channel changer And it seems I'm out of danger Oh yeah.... In the city, in the disco [Think you're] pretty, [ ... ] It's a shit-hole, you're a hero, You're a freak-oh.... |
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| 5. |
| 3:37 |
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Hey Daddy
Come over here yeah Got something for you Dicknail She liked it You know she liked it Well she was asking for it Dicknail I said, i said stop I did what you said I did what you want I was a good girl, i was a good girl i was a good girl I said i said I said, i said NO Hey Daddy One thing's for certain baby You have my guarantee You won't forget me I said, i said stop I did what you said I did what you want I was a good girl, i was a good girl i was a good girl I said i said I said, i said NO Do you remember Christmas morning? You know it's real because Well here comes Santa Claus Yeah she liked it You know she liked it I'm on your fat claw |
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| 6. |
| 8:35 |
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Days like this are sweet,
I'm walking in my sleep I think you're going soft I know it's there somewhere. On Saturdays I shop I'm walking with my dog Our lives are canyon sides Break up the sun there's nothing better left. Alone and out of love But wake up hon there's nothing up with me. Jack it I'm drivin' in the sun It's a hell of a way down south And bring me back my love A sad day in your home. On Saturdays I shop I'm walking with my dog Our lives are canyon sides Break up the sun there's nothing on the knife. Longin' out of love But wake up home there's nothing up with me. Jack it All this is about being over her, yeah? Startin' out. And days like this are sweet I'm walking in my sleep This place where I belong I bang a million drums. Some day I'll go back home And you'd get up and go I like it the head. I'm caught up in your love We're caught up in your love I'm caught up in your love We're caught up in your.... |
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| 7. |
| 5:22 |
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I quietly observe standing in my space
Daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming Way that we say 'em in style that we raid 'em in Massive attack we keep it strong just like a vitamin Going for the positive wiping out the negative songs 'Cause brother it's relative The ??? is pickup all the lyrics on the dancefloor To raise your spirit level 'cause it demands more Attitude is cool degrees below zero Up against the wall behaving like De Niro Tricky's performing taking his photo Make him stand with a tan touch it like cocoa Smooth keep it moving at the back now Free as the needle that's moving through the track now Hands keep the drummer's beats we need new sticks Dance around the vibes like acoustics No drugs or pharmaceuticals for the body ain't suitable Stick with liquid me and trick we drop The paper which you use my toungue to lick with Trouble and strife ain't no sunshine in my life Wiseguys get protection when they carry a knife They shouldn't have been born they're making me yawn But I just take it easy it's a sunday morning So you come Together we'll grow forever watch my ak rig go Because my ak rig goes boom boom My ak rig goes boom Yeah rhymin' the jam and uh we got the stamina Cause you never know it's like we don't give a damn and uh And it's ??? to keep your distance Resist and the posse gets the pressure of this dance The cool breeze that you welcome in the heat You don't see it but you feel it when it's blowing on the street If i was a rich man Da da dada I quietly observe standing in my space It's the devious days they call the rat race It's a concrete jungle, evil in the town Weebles, wobble, occasional squabble But we're happy when the bomb drops Down Don't make sound 'Cause the dancefloor's a desert And the dancers are parched Do a rain dance and you brace through a marsh My heavy my brother get lighter than helium Float above the world to break the tedium Living in my headphones soul is what I say to 'em The surreal boom of the budokan stadium Well i'm floating on air when i'm daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Well i'm tricky kid don't deal with sadness Can't be with the one i love i love the one that i miss I'm very down to earth but brain sits on top floor Don't need another lover just need, i'm insecure The weather is a-changin' the storms be shakin The love that you make is equal to the love you're makin Here comes the sun little darlin here comes the sun It's alright Yes tricky kid i check my situation Naggy this maggy that maggy means inflation Hip-hop you don't stop cause i'm not sloppy I like the beat so we need another copy We're natives of the massive territory and i'm proud Getting peaceful in the desert that the glory and the crowd The problem ain't a different kind of skin tricks I love my neighbor and I ??? the olympics See you a hooligan you try to play the fool again Caught you in the lost and found When your posse weren't around No crowd So you're going for you tool again Daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming Well i'm floating on air when i'm daydreaming |
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| 8. |
| 4:07 |
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| 9. |
| 3:29 |
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| 10. |
| 4:09 |
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| 11. |
| 3:52 |
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We have walked in ancient times
And we've been burned for many crimes We have ended many lives But we never really died You have the sun, I have the moon You have to fly around the world all day To keep the sun upon your face I'd like to come and comfort you But I'd be blinded by the blue You have the sun, I have the moon You're going to die under the sun And I'll be doomed to carry on You have become like other men But let me kiss you once again You have the sun, I have the moon |
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| 12. |
| 5:00 |
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Why can't I feel things that I'm supposed to
Why can't I steal Why can't I see what I have to do To make it real I laugh when you die I cry when it feels good And I scream because I want to Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here before There are two things missing from my life Love and money If I could steal them maybe I'd be Happy Gimme bread I'll want no more But give me cake 'n' I'll want cream And if I scream It's 'cos I want to Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here before Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here Somethin' tells me I've been here before If I could write my name in snow Winter to spring Would it mean that I know Anything With my hand on your head does it mean that I approve Or do I scream Gimme bread I'll want no more But give me cake 'n' I'll want cream And if I scream It's 'cos I want to Somethin' tells me I've been here before |
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| 13. |
| 3:10 |
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| 14. |
| 4:34 |
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| 15. |
| 4:23 |
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I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey What I want what I want is just your children I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being Calliopenis envy from your daddy You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear What I say disgusts him He wants to be me and that scares him "Let's do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey" The black keys Actually, he loves you Here is my real head Here is my real head I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me Here is my real head They try to blink me not to think me Don't want to bring me out I am the rotten teeth my fists are lined with suckers My prison skins an eyesore-mirror-sketch-pad I am your son Your dad You fag I am your fad Here is my real head Here is my real head I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me Here is my real head I have to take your voice and and stick my fingers in it Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Here is my real head Here is my real head Here is my real head Here is my real head I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me Here is my real head I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me Here is my real head I have to take your voice and and stick my fingers in it Fuck fuck! Here is my real head Here is my real head Here is my real head |
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| 16. |
| 4:18 |
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Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, Maybe it's our kookiness, Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns, Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds, Maybe it1s our looseness, But we're trash, you and me, We're the litter on the breeze, We're the lovers on the streets, Just trash, me and you, It's in everything we do, It's in everything we do... Maybe, maybe it's the things we say, The words we1ve heard and the music we play, Maybe it's our cheapness, Or maybe, maybe it's the times we1ve had, The lazy days and the crazes and the fads, Maybe it's our sweetness, But we're trash, you and me, We're the litter on the breeze, We're the lovers on the street, Just trash, me and you, It's in everything we do, It's in everything we do... |
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