Coldcut

To get started turn the computer on.
Now, type in the word LOAD, and press the ENTER key.
The computer responds with an instruction to press the PLAY button...
Back with the darkness.
Let me get the rhythms on.
Let me get the rhythms on.
Let me get the rhythms on.
Let me get the rhythms on.

"So many people from so many backgrounds,
so many different experiences, managed to
come together with a common cause and
think as if they were one person"
"When you get to look at what the young
people of the earth are doing now - all the
younger generations here they've all got
your number. You're obsolete - you're already
history - no more of you need come
through"
"Guilty of violence - guilty of violence -
guilty of violence against the earth"
"All that is left is left is a single question - at which
tree do we stop? stop-stop-stop-stop-stop"
"You do not automatically have the right of way"
"Stop"
"This is a handcuff - this is what you have
to do to try and stay in your house when
they're coming in to take you out - one of
us puts our hand in this side, one in the
other side, click a small handcuff in the
middle, so that our hands are joined. So
that our hands are joined"
"Lock on for what you believe in"
"Till the next time a tree gets in the way of progress"
"We now require you to leave the premises - we now require you to leave
the premises"
"Please be careful"
"Shame on you, shame on you, -repeat"
"Get in the way of progress"
"Lock on for what you believe in"
"Things go in cycles - repeat"

Everything you always wanted to know about
About
About
About
But were afraid to ask
So this is the story of how your life began
This is the story of you
A simple, honest, yes or no, or true (please be ready) or false
We begin the test in five seconds
Three, two, one
All my life my mother kept telling me
Sex is bad, sex is wrong
When I'm having sex, I'll do anything
I do about everything I want in my sex life
Without reservation
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
36, 24, 36
You want me to do what with my hand?
You know you're disgusting?
Oh my God that feels terrific!
Bob, what do you know about girls?
Well gosh, Doctor, they're a lot different than boys
You're probably wondering (squeeze it)
How the father (pushing down)
Gets into the body of the mother. (squeeze it)
Rigid and vibrating!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
There begins to be a warm feeling
Ah, so good
The whole area begins to feel tingly
Oh, that's what I like to hear
Physiologically, she goes into high gear
The pulse rate doubles
As high as 160 beats per minute
Breathing increases to an interrupted panting state
As the momentum increases
I feel a satisfying warmth
It
Go on, pet
Increases the motion and
The sensations are so intense
I become so absorbed
I'm unaware of anything except what's happening between us
Till I feel so much passion that I can no longer contain myself, -aca

Oh yes! Let's!
Yes, let's!
let's go to that new place
with a name a bit like... uh, that place
where the famous get so out of their face, they die of fatal cocktails all
chemically mace
we'll be rubbing shoulders with the stars in, uh... outer space

There will be seven foot women there
five o'clock shadow, rammed into ladies underwear
and the animals go in,
two by two,
into the circus, into the zoo... into the loo

And hog boars snuffle
with curly pig tails,
guest lists cysts leaving trails like snails,
there will be the pierced,
and the piercing screaming studs
fiercer than Elvis,
pure phets, no duds
Fake diamonds, holographic
cheekier than Jesus, but uh, pornographic

Oh do, yes!
Oh do, yes! Let's!
let's go to the new place!

And user friendly all are we,
and the tired tried
and what do you do?
I'm God, you lied
and the animals go in two by two
the warthog, the snuffleupacus and the anteater
all drinking 5 pound beers by the litre

It's all right, she says
you don't have to pay, 'cause
(he's a member) he's a member

Wearing nothing but a peanut in the middle of December
suddenly, I'm on top form and terribly bright
glitter, tinsel, sparkle me baby, uh, every... night
I'm an extraordinarily curious creature and I know it
how bohemian! Shush for the poet
nah f**k that! Let's go to the loo, like animals, two by two
and what was it you said you do?

Is there any way I can network with you?

And you tell me about a movie you're making, hopefully making,
hopefully making, starring Uma Thurman, hopefully making,
hopefully.
And you talk for too long
and then you say "I love this song"
must shake a leg on the dance floor
with that fashion type wild boar
and she needs an apple shoved into her fat gob
oh look! It's that junky lead singer, I hear he's a nob!

No, I know him actually and he's alright, going solo
and he's good for a line any night.

Oh! Come on, let's go to the place with a name like that place
and come on, give me more, give me more to consume!
I'm fatter than Elvis and I'm cheekier than Jesus in this VIP room
with the super models, the rock stars and the... super fly
and then she said, morbidly,
"now would be a good place to die."

Out of my face, in the place with the name like that place
on the front page tomorrow, my face
headline reading "mystery death in new place"

For she was best top lover girlfriend of that singer with the chart topping hits
that actress, that director and that model with the fabulous tits
and then everyone will really want to go to that place, 'cause it's got a name... uh, like that place
where you get so out of your face (face, face, face!)
and then everyone will want to go to that place.

You're in a place with a name like that place,

Everything you always wanted to know about
About
About
About
But were afraid to ask
So this is the story of how your life began.
This is the story of you.
A simple, honest, yes or no, or true (please be ready) or false.
We begin the test in five seconds.
Three, two, one.
All my life my mother kept telling me,
Sex is bad, sex is wrong.
When I'm having sex, I'll do anything.
I do about everything I want in my sex life,
Without reservation.
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
36, 24, 36
You want me to do what with my hand?
You know you're disgusting?
Oh my God that feels terrific!
Bob, what do you know about girls?
Well gosh, Doctor, they're a lot different than boys.
You're probably wondering (squeeze it)
How the father (pushing down)
Gets into the body of the mother. (squeeze it)
Rigid and vibrating!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
There begins to be a warm feeling,
Ah, so good
The whole area begins to feel tingly.
Oh, that's what I like to hear.
Physiologically, she goes into high gear.
The pulse rate doubles,
As high as 160 beats per minute.
Breathing increases to an interrupted panting state.
As the momentum increases,
I feel a satisfying warmth.
It
Go on, pet.
Increases the motion and
The sensations are so intense
I become so absorbed
I'm unaware of anything except what's happening between us.
Till I feel so much passion that I can no longer contain myself,
And in a moment of fulfillment, I burst free,
With fantastic throbs.
And with the reach of my climax,
Each powerful throb seems to go through me.
After I feel the most complete relaxation and contentment.
Steinsky!
Whoa!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Inside my mind,
My imagination,
I indulge in the wildest of fantasies.
Be as honest as you can.
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Big girls, ooh!
Bad girls, ooh!
Blond girls, ooh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
I'm a sex goddess!
It isn't a sexual thing, it's a political thing!
You're a woman...
Be one!
It's wonderful,
I feel so good.
I am satisfied with you.
Those are the precious moments.
You know, Doctor...
You're right!
Sex is fun.
..
No apparent input
Have turned up unexplained voices
On the tape
No sounds are heard or emitted
During the recording
They
Voices of unknown origin
Then
Then
Then
Took a scissors and cut these ...
At random
These cutup experiments appeared
At random and cut in (?)
How random is random?

To get started turn the computer on.
Now, type in the word LOAD, and press the ENTER key.
The computer responds with an instruction to press the PLAY button...
Back with the darkness.
Let me get the rhythms on.
Let me get the rhythms on.
Let me get the rhythms on.
Let me get the rhythms on.

This contract in my hand,
Before the day is out,
Slide over slide over
Slide over

I just dialed this number,
Would you help me help me please,
I just dialed this number with a phonebook on my knees

Three meetings in a row,
I's dotted and t's will cross,
Slide over slide over
Slide over

I just dialed this number,
Would you help me help me please,
I just dialed this number with a phonebook on my knees,
That's right,

Well please hold on, i'm a man in a garage i'm on my way to work

Well just hold on, i'm a man in a garage and i'm on my way to work,
My way to work

I just dialed this number,
Would you help me help me please,
I just dialed this number with a phonebook on my knees,
That's right,

Well please hold on, i'm a man in a garage i'm on my way to work

Well just hold on, i'm a man in a garage and i'm on my way to work, my way to
Work

(Chorus)
Whomsoever dont know best get to know were to cool
Giving them cuts so cold it's true skool
Far from the regular nothin used to
Them kind of style is shock and spruce too
Mind and soul in tune and loose too
(Cooler than, cooler than cool!)

Till a badman, get out! move from here!
Tonight we celebrate like we dont care, you just
Pump your fist and stamp your footsie
If you cant dance just wiggle your tootsie
All nations site from the rebel arrangement
Rebel engagement - peace in the lover!
Calypso dance hall punk step and dub!
New wave old wave genre define

Spitting on the a list we know the line
Its the application of the citation, its the
Iration of the of a gyration, its the
Inclination of them that's inclined to
Keep the thing mine
For tis the bigger picture
Biblical decendants scribes a new scripture
Articulation of the incantation is the
Foundation of the emancipation

(Chorus)

Mind weight ready warped
Roads of many sign distraction
Many find time for tubby bye bye
Me oh my my oh me
Tis it so simplistic
Child's play man's play
Could it be sadistic?
Head space locked in them plastic gods
There's too much! there's too many reasons!
To keep deceiving
To keep on believing in the
Oh blah ra ra the sloganeers
The crocodile pain, the crocodile tears
She dont really need that brand new nose
And he dont really need slave shoes or slave clothes
But were far too busy to keep our mind privy
Too the blessed is the man and the
Grammar the host ease

Ready to receive the rich a cold breeze
All we really need is to plant the god seed
Something to live for
Something to believe

(Chorus)

If I could be you
And you could be me
For just one hour

If we could find a way
To get inside
Each other's minds

If you could see you
Through my eyes
Instead of your ego

I believe you'd be
Surprised to see
That you've been blind

Walk a mile in my shoes (x2)
And before you abuse, criticise and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes

Now the whole world
You see around you
Is just a reflection

And the law of Karma
Says you reap
Just what you sew

So unless you've lived a life
Of total perfection
You'd better be careful of every stone
That you should throw

Walk a mile in my shoes (x2)
And before you abuse, criticise and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes.

Walk a mile in my shoes (x2)
And before you abuse, criticise and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes.

Walk on, come on
In my shoes

Walk a mile in my shoes...(x4)

Saul Williams:

Please Mr. Nichols come back inside the window
I can't promise you anything, but I trust that there is far greater reason to live
I know you've become disheartened and disillusioned by the current state of affairs
Your stocks are falling, your investments have failed you
The man from whom you took orders has been ordered to jail by his and your subordinates
You question what is this world coming to
What is the profit margin when you're forced to pander to the marginalized
Where's the glory you dreamt of as a child..
Dressed as a cowboy, your play gun pointed at real targets
Your mother, holding her tongue as your father consoles her with the words..
“it's just boy stuff”

Well
You joined his fraternity, you grew into his old suits
You acquired his beliefs, you embodied his dreams and with them his oversights.
How long did you think it would last?
It's just a matter of time.
The world is far from over.

Look...
Your mother outlives your father,
Your sister outlives your brother.
And if you jump from this window today..
She'll also outlive you.
Look at her, sitting in her midwestern home, tuned into Oprah once again
Today, she learns to meditate on a second-hand couch.
Meanwhile, you stand outside this window
Twelve stories above the ground
One story remaining untold...

You contemplate the setting sun,
Unaware of your disorientation.
Dis-orient: turned away from the east.
The shifting current seems to conspire against you.
Mr. Nichols, you fail to see that you've always stood outside of this window, perched on the threshold of oblivion.
Countless man made stories above the truth
For so long you've stood facing the setting sun
Mistaking the complimentary unified duality of nature as being right or wrong
Good or evil
God or devil
Mr. Nichols instead of stepping from this ledge into the downfall of your up rise
Why not just turn around
Lessen the intensity of your western glare and face the rising sun
Note the energy swirling from its center
How it illumines us all and only the birds fly first class...

There is your inheritance!
The warmth of a kiss
Invest your tongue into the mouth of mystery
Allow her breath to seep into your lungs and surrender to her touch and guidance
There's no other way
Your dreams of dominance will only help you forsake yourself
While your family continues its search for understanding
And your daughters outlive your sons...

Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Colours the soul
Colours the soul

Time washes over
Colours the soul
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Colours the soul
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Colours the soul
Time washes over like a wave goodbye
Colours the soul

Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
The words that you said have come true.
Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
So is the memory of love that we knew.

The wind of forgetfullness blows them
Into the night of regret.
The song we so often did sing,
Is echoing echoing yet.

The falling leaves,
Drift by the window.
The autumn leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips,
The summer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold.

Since you went away,
The days grow long,
And soon I'll hear cold winter song.
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
The words that you said have come true.
Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
So is the memory of love that we knew.

The wind of forgetfullness blows them
Into the night of regret.
The song we so often did sing,
Is echoing echoing yet.

The falling leaves,
Drift by the window.
The autumn leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips,
The summer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold.

Since you went away,
The days grow long,
And soon I'll hear cold winter song.
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
The words that you said have come true.
Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
So is the memory of love that we knew.

The wind of forgetfullness blows them
Into the night of regret.
The song we so often did sing,
Is echoing echoing yet.

The falling leaves,
Drift by the window.
The autumn leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips,
The summer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold.

Since you went away,
The days grow long,
And soon I'll hear cold winter song.
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
The words that you said have come true.
Autumn leaves fall and are swept out of sight,
So is the memory of love that we knew.

The wind of forgetfullness blows them
Into the night of regret.
The song we so often did sing,
Is echoing echoing yet.

The falling leaves,
Drift by the window.
The autumn leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips,
The summer kisses,
The sunburned hands I used to hold.

Since you went away,
The days grow long,
And soon I'll hear cold winter song.
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.