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451 Commercial Avenue,
Apartment K, Richmond, California September 9th 1951 Dear Lester, I'm sorry I didn't write before, And because this record wasn't sent, Which I intended doing before this, Everything went wrong. Tonight, we got together and kept the kids up, And decided to have a little fun making this record. Well of course, coming up, We didn't have a lot of trouble, we had a lot of fun. Momma slept all the way, and I didn't get tired driving. Was over anxious. We got in about 12:45, Got to Richmond, woke the family up. And there are so many things I could say, I just can't get them together... I'll let you hear from somebody else |
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Hello Mr DJ!
Avec votre DJ a la Sono Ecoutez le show-musical! Yeah! Music machine! Penetrez dans cet univers musical Attention! Attention! Attention! Attention! C'est a vous vous vous vous Pour la danse danse danse danse! Dansez sur cette musique folle Soyez aussi marteau que lui Super! |
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Why don't you tell me a story?
Please tell me a story too. You know, I think I'll tell you the story of my life. You tell me! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Check me out! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Check check me out! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I walk and talk this way! I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I walk and talk this way! I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I walk and talk this way! You suckers! He's the master of disaster and the master of beat Come-Come-Come-Come-Come with it Ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-to He's so quick He's so fast He's so quick, he's so fast He's upper-class player DJ Shadow with the scratch Moves through town like a skater Come on, rock Check out the cut you suckers This is why, this is why I walk This is why, this is why I walk I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why, this is why I walk This is why, this is why I walk This is why, this is why I walk and talk this way Check me out Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Holy shit! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Holy shit! Let the beat rock. |
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At the starting of the week
At summit talks you'll hear them speak It's only Monday Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It's only Tuesday You never thought we'd go to war After all the things we saw It's April Fools' day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? It's only Thursday You feel a shaking on the ground A billion candles burn around Is it your birthday? Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Make tomorrow come I think it's too late |
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Welcome to fear, side two.
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He just wanted us to call him Captain Da.
He said you can call me Da-da, whatever that meant. Out of gas, still burning. Hey there... who me? Just your friendly neighborhood speed demon. I'm out to Nascar in a fast car to the last car 'Til there ain't no cars left Enough cars go by with enough dust flying around To make you cry back down and choke half-near to death I'm up here on your left. Sorry about that. See like you I push the bucket I like to burn big Like you I've gotta cut all the bullshit out of my life to live So I tell them move over, this road ain't big enough for you I'm flying like Knight Rider they're trying to keep up With their grandma outside on the sidewalk, size Maybe their steel belted radials expired Maybe they're tired Maybe their odometer needs to be rewired Or something Fucking asshole! - My bad. Can you believe some of the drivers they let out here on the road? See, when the whole things slows down You're gonna find that clown who's gonna give you your scene With the chance to take it... now! Damn what the fuck're you doing motherfuckin' asshole! - Sorry! Get off my lane you fucking fuck! - hey I got yours right here buddy! Bite me! Dude, what the fuck is your problem! (Spanish shouts) Maldito hijo de puta! - Well get outta the way then! Move! I'll...catch ya on the rebound! Goddamn motherfucker, what the hell are you doing! So much hostility... Y'all just keep checking your rear windows Maybe you'll catch me passing... Mashed. Cut em-cut-cut em-cut em-cut em-cut-cut em off Cut em-cut-cut em-cut em-cut-cut-cut-cut em off Cut-cut-cut-cut-cut em-cut em-cut em off in the crash |
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And now,
Eternity. Be still now I am with you I am deep within you You are at peace You cannot be harmed You will not suffer Breathe deeply Breathe in the healing love of the universe And breathe out the sickness which has taken you I am with you It's easy It's like breathing It's like a heartbeat It's easy You have not betrayed your ideals Your ideals betrayed you What are you gonna do? Your eyes will not close Your tongue barely speaks But I can still feel you I can still feel you So come, come relax, Grin, let the changes in Come on, come relax Grin, Let the laughter, let the laughter Let the laughter begin Well come on, relax, Grin, let the changes in, Relax, grin, let the changes in Let the changes in Come on, come on relax Time is done The sun has gone It's too late Eternity has come |
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And here's a story about...
being free. |
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451 Commercial Avenue,
Apartment K, Richmond, California September 9th 1951 Dear Lester, I'm sorry I didn't write before, And because this record wasn't sent, Which I intended doing before this, Everything went wrong. Tonight, we got together and kept the kids up, And decided to have a little fun making this record. Well of course, coming up, We didn't have a lot of trouble, we had a lot of fun. Momma slept all the way, and I didn't get tired driving. Was over anxious. We got in about 12:45, Got to Richmond, woke the family up. And there are so many things I could say, I just can't get them together... I'll let you hear from somebody else |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2002-09-27
Subject : DJ Shadow - The Private Press (Mo'Wax,2002)
