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Ah ah Something ain't right I'm gonna get myself I'm gonna get myself I'm gonna get myself connected I ain't gonna go blind For the light which is reflected I see thru you I see thru you I see thru you I see thru you Ya dirty tricks Ya make me sick I see thru you I see thru you I'm gonna do it again I'm gonna do it again Ah ah I'm gonna do it again Gotta do right 'Cause something ain't right Gotta do right Come on If you make sure you're connected The writing's on the wall But if your mind's neglected Stumble you might fall Stumble you might fall Stumble you might fall Ah ah Ain't gonna go blind I see thru you I see thru you I'm gonna get myself I'm gonna get myself I'm gonna get myself connected I ain't gonna go blind For the light that is reflected Hear me out Can ya hear me out Can ya hear me out Do it again Do it again Do it again Do it again I wanna do it again I wanna do it again I wanna do it again Ya terrified Ain't gonna go blind Ain't gonna go blind Here we go If you make sure you're connected The writing's on the wall But if your mind's neglected Stumble you might fall Stumble you might fall Hear me out Stumble you might fall Interstate 5 Stayin' alive Won't someone try Open up your eyes You must be blind If you can't see The gaping hole Called reality Wanna do it again I gonna gonna do it again I wanna do it again Come on I'm gonna do it again Hear me out Terrified Something ain't right Here we go If you make sure you're connected The writing's on the wall But if your mind's neglected Stumble you might fall Stumble you might fall Stumble you might fall |
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| 4:14 | 
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| 3:47 |
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| 5:46 |
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| 5. |
| 4:27 |
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| 4:08 |
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| 7. |
| 5:03 |
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To the left to the right
Step it up, step it up it's alright To the left and to the right Check the new ride out it's alright Silence ain't in season 'Cause there ain't no good in grief Can't stop my mouth form breathin' Or seein' what I see Curves with destinations Poetic symmetry Ya 'cause an inflammation In my anatomy, don't you see, oh Yeah yeah yeah, you can't send a forget-me-not Yeah yeah yeah, but I'll still reach up to the top Yeah yeah yeah, until the last day that I drop Yeah yeah yeah, this is something you can't stop From infancy I grown The message that I'm givin' You don't have to be alone, no you don't Cos days may come and go come and go You'll see no sight or sound But when your mind is willing You'll find that I'll be around Hear me sayin', hear me sayin' Yeah yeah yeah, you can't send a forget-me-not Yeah yeah yeah, but I'll still reach up to the top Yeah yeah yeah, until the last day that I drop Yeah yeah yeah To the left to the right Keep it goin' keep it goin' it's alright To the left and to the right Step it up, step it up it's alright We want flesh We want flesh We want flesh Ah, ah, ah All you gotta do is bounce it To see just what goes where There ain't no way around it So I have come well prepared don't you know I'm in you form the outset Hip to hip and dome to dome We reach the outer limits Bring the boogie boogie home back home Yeah yeah yeah, you can't send a forget-me-not Yeah yeah yeah, but I'll still reach out to the top Yeah yeah yeah, we're goin' right around the clock Yeah yeah yeah To the left and to the right Step it up, step it up it's alright To the left and to the right Check the new ride out it's alright See how we are livin' See how we are livin' See how we are livin' You'll hear me sayin' Yeah yeah yeah, you can't send a forget-me-not Yeah yeah yeah, but I'll still reach up to the top Yeah yeah yeah, until the last day that I drop Yeah yeah yeah, this is something you can't stop Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah To the left, to the right Keep it goin' keep it goin' it's alright To the left and to the right Step it up, step it up it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright |
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| 4:19 |
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You're playin' with fire
You're playin' with fire You could be one in a million Could be walking down the street, just like any civilian You could be amphibian But it still don't mean that you ain't gonna fall victim to the April showers And the tombstone and the bouquet of old flowers Powers above who be guiding A madman at the wheel is the way we be riding down the line Standing upon corner, selling two at the time You really wanna shock it That's when you make the exchange in you pocket Lord, that's the way it goes That's the way it is That's the way it happens Mister or miss It's a dog eat dog world That's the truth Especially to the youth You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire (You're playing with fire) You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You'll end up on the funeral pyre and now you've lost your soul And to all the youngsters, you're a mystery role Ya think ya running the show but you're just being used like a dirty old hole A model of travesty, ya falling thru gravity Ya try to get a grip but you slip on your sanity There's nothing you can do when you realise it's a picture of you Is it something to reach to? Being all boxed up Didn't nobody teach you? They're gonna sell ya Feed you up and swell ya Like a fool in the frying pan I ain't a fortune teller I'm just a realist, a catalyst And if you get the gist, come closer, get it real crisp It's a dog eat dog world That's the truth Especially to the youth, (Ya playing with fire) You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire (You're cracked) You're playing with fire You're playing with fire (You're playing with fire) You're playing with fire You'll end up on the funeral pyre And now we're living in a cage And if you ain't got it made, it's a struggle not to fade It's all part of the game but nobody comes clean or wanna name any names The blame the neighbourhood for something so sad Originated from a diplomatic bag I see a face in an orange haze It's just a phase, a binge but I'd call it a craze Behaviour patterns going sixes and sevens, see? Heaven don't exist but hell's come to get thee Mars bars, soda's, chips all you touch And that's why you ain't looking up too much So come out of your nosedive Stop the music or you'll be dead as you arrive So come out of the nosedive Kill the sound or you'll be dead as you arrive (Ya playin' with fire) You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire You're playing with fire (You're playing with fire) You're playing with fire You're playing with fire (You're cracked) You're playing with fire You'll end up on the funeral pyre Every second, every minute, every hour You're playing with fire You're playing with fire |
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| 3:53 |
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| 10. |
| 3:49 |
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| 11. |
| 5:05 |
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Gimme no slack and I give it right back
Cos the punch I pack's gonna come with a smack Cos I'm like that exactly like that And if I slip there's no excuse for that It gets deep but I can't control The road is steep and full of pit holes Cheap and nasty sophistication But all I seein' is pure creation A solo station for civilization Congregating in another dimension Don't ask me why I don't understand it It's just the way nature planned it I'm talking 'bout creation I'm talking 'bout relations I'm talking 'bout creation We need some combination To a hairs breath how we gonna do it You want to look but you knew it you blew it Out of proportion no I don't think so This thing's bigger than both of us so Drop your anchor and weigh your thoughts Like mega ton bombs droppin' on your front porch A real summer breeze that's gonna be When they don't exist and neither do we I'm talking 'bout creation I'm talking 'bout relations I'm talking 'bout creation We need some combination So don't lose track when the wall's at your back And you're under attack hold on to your hat As trouble always comes ion sax o' tax Dark blue astras plain clothes slacks Hard facts kept under wraps Scared to risk your neck less your head be axed Cos all the kings horses and all the kings men Ain't gonna put us back together again My friend my brother my foe my ego My mother my father my bride my pride New life I can see it in your eyes Improvise watch the spirit rise I'm talking 'bout creation I'm talking 'bout relations I'm talking 'bout creation We need some motivation I don't shirk the work Come strong like Hercules Till I seize your heartbeat and make it freeze So you know I'm authentic And when I said that I don't let up I really meant it I'm full of beans co s I eat my greens I'm like Mr Lean I love the way you scream I see jungles forests rivers streams Grand Canyon mountains seas and livin' beings Sweet dreams are made of these things And the power to raise up my limbs To all these gifts I wanna dedicate Every hour I spend and every second I take I'm talking 'bout creation I'm talking 'bout relations I'm talking 'bout creation We need some combination |
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