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| 2. |
| 5:05 | 
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This girl's trying to kill me
This girl's trying to kill me She's my favorite piece of plastic held to my ear Where do I go I don't know Where do I play I don't know What do I say Whatever you say yeah Yeah Its gonna kill me Yeah Its gonna kill me And this girl's got a grip, oh where's mine I spent the night walking home I spent the last night dreaming I spent the last night screaming What do you need I don't know Where do you stay I don't know What do you mean I don't know Where do you go I don't know Yeah Its gonna kill me Yeah Its gonna kill me Yeah Its gonna kill me Yeah Its gonna kill me Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah Its gonna kill me Yeah Its gonna kill me |
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| 3. |
| 3:35 |
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| 4. |
| 3:01 |
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Hit the dance round about midnight
Gin n juice and he's a feelin fine Come morning all the signs went up Policeman said the joint was shut All the brothers gettin busted outside Undercover officer readin em their rights One way ticket boy your prison bound The night the lights in Dallas went down so How long we gonna wait until We get the keys to the mansion on the hill I want to know right now How long we gonna waste our time Boarding a bus that's boud for the welfare line I want to know right now Shakes the blues off and she tries her luck Makes a little bet hopes the horse comes up Picks your pockets for some easy money Cause she blew the goddamn lot on the national lottery Steals the paper and checks the front page Headlines read the dancehall can't be saved How can the open up the opera house On the night the lights in Dallas went down How long we gonna wait until We get the keys to the mansion on the hill I want to know right now How long we gonna waste our time Boarding a bus that's boud for the welfare line I want to know right now Tweak freak Tony on the 4 2 8 Special branch sting right time wrong place Columbian connections in the corridors of power Mean the man on the money ain't ever goin dowm Lord Lucky takes his lady to the magic flute A little taste of heat and now he's bullet proof Tony tunes to underground radio On the night the lights in Dallas went down How long we gonna wait until We get the keys to the mansion on the hill I want to know right now How long we gonna waste our time Boarding a bus that's boud for the welfare line I want to know right now |
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| 5:09 |
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Check it out.
Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets.. Back, back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Smartbomb. We came to drop bombs. Callin' every man to arms, And yo sound the alarm. Smartbomb. We came to drop bombs. Callin' every man to arms, And yo sound the alarm. Smartbomb. BT Check it out. Check it out. Check it out. Uh. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Uh. We came to drop bombs. Callin' every man to arms, And yo sound the alarm. Smartbomb. We came to drop bombs. Callin' every man to arms, And yo sound the alarm. Smartbomb. BT Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. I said. Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Smartbomb.Smartbomb.Smartbomb. Back on the set and coverin' all bets.. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Back, back on the set and coverin' all bets. Smartbomb. We came to drop bombs. Callin' every man to arms, And yo sound the alarm. Smartbomb. We came to drop bombs. Callin' every man to arms, And yo sound the alarm. Smartbomb. Smartbomb. |
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| 6. |
| 3:15 |
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Everybody scatter
There's a madman on the run Stumblin' through the wreckage Like a blind man with a gun Nowhere to hide I'm in too deep Can't see the light 'Cause I'm in too deep Over my head Caught up in a hurricane That never seems to end Hard to know the devil When he looks like your best friend Nowhere to hide I'm in too deep Can't see the light 'Cause I'm in too deep Over my head Ohh! - I should have known But I can't let go 'Cause I'm in too deep Over my head Ohh! {Instrumental Bridge} Over my head Ohh! Someone call somebody The asylum's under siege The inmates took a hostage I'll be damned if it's not me Nowhere to hide 'Cause I'm in too deep Buried alive 'Cause I'm in too deep Can't see the light In too deep Buried alive (Oh no) I'm in too deep I'm over my head Over my head Over my head |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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| 8. |
| 6:19 |
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| 9. |
| 3:15 |
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| 10. |
| 1:42 |
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| 11. |
| 6:32 |
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| 12. |
| 4:54 |
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| 13. |
| 2:07 |
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| 14. |
| 3:02 |
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