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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Wah Yeah, Talking Bout My Baby, Talking Bout My Baby, When She Go Walking Down Bourben Street, I Just Can't hardly stand to Walk Behind Her, She Got Red Hotpants On, She Got On A Low-Neck See Through Blouse With No Brassier On, She Shaking Like Two Big Old Balloons In A Hurricane, She Got A Purple Afro, She Got Her Hand On Her Hip, Lettin' her back bone slip Battin' Her Eyes Battin' Her Eyes Battin' Her Eyes Looking Straight At Me Yeah, She's Battering Her Eyes And Looking Straight At Me With That Sassy Saucy Look On Her Face, She's Beside Me, I Wanna Go Out On A Picnic With You Baby, Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun, She Said I Wanna Go Out On A Picnic With You Baby, Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun, Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun, Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun, Out Under The Big Bright Yellow Sun |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
What the fuck?
They know what is what, But they don't know what is what, They just strut. What the fuck? They just know, What they know, What they don't know, What is what. |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Bird of prey,
Bird of prey, Flying high, Flying high. In the summer sky, Flying high. Gently passing by, Flying high. Take me on your flight. Flying high. |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Love life
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Push the tempo
Shake waht your Mama gave ya! |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Wo Ha Ha, Mad Flava Mad Flava.
We Jazzed Up, Unique, Eight days a week |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Retox the freak in me,
Retox the freak. You don't stop, And you don't stop. |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
Don't be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice Don't be shocked by tone of my voice Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice yeah Listen to the sound of my voice You can check it on out, it's the weapon of choice yeah Don't be shocked by tone of my voice (aah...) It's the new weapon, the weapon of choice yeah You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that Or you can blow wit' us You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit'... Walk without rhythm, it won't attract the worm Walk without rhythm, and it won't attract the worm Walk without rhythm, and it won't attract the worm if you walk without rhythm, you'll never learn Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice Be carefull, we don't know them Be carefull, we don't know them Be carefull, we don't know them You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that Or you can blow wit' us You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that Or you can blow wit' Organically grown Through the hemisphere I roam To make love to the angels of life, yeah and my girl I guess you just don't understand It's gone beyond being a man As I drift off into the night I'm in flight She's a boy's scoundral gal But I'm gonna hold my cool Cause the music rules, yeah so move on baby Check it out Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah Halfway between the gutter and the stars Yeah You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that Or you can blow wit' us You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit' this Or you can blow wit' that You can blow wit'... |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
drop the hate
forgive each other drop the hate hate hate hate (repeat) -=by Jossse=- |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back And I'm frying 'cos all my love's electrifying And I'm comfy like a cess-pool Wanna be with you And it's my premonition I better give my heart a listen And my preacher say All of your demons will wither away Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay You'll understand when you come my way 'Cos all of my demons have withered away They said he shook himself to death I wanna dance 'til my last breath But mister disco only parties hard in Frisco And I'm comfy like a cess-pool Wanna be with you And it's my premonition I better give my heart a listen And my preacher say All of your demons will wither away Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay You'll understand when you come my way 'Cos all of my demons have withered away |
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from Fatboy Slim - Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars (2000)
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper huh. Into this thing. The deeper I go, The more knowledge I know. What the ?scene?, What the ???, What? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper Into the ?vibe?, What? ??? Chilling in the corner, At the shelter all built myself, Checkin' it out and ??? And dancing no more, ??? But, ??? How on Earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones, the ones that say: They know what is what, But they don't know what is what, They just strut. What the fuck? What? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, Into this thing, And I pretend, That they're not there. I just there, Up in the ??? That the dread man spinning the song Spinning it strong Playing things like: We cannot hide, ??? we can. That's my shit, what? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper When people start to disappear, It is about six o'clock, I'm pulling high, Take off my ???, my pants, And i start the dance, And all the ?sweat is going down my bass?. And I pretend that, There's nobody else,? Like we in this place. I get deep When ??? the beat in the song ??? When all you hear is ??? I get deep... And i get drunk, and i'm over the place ??? And i catch myself right on time Sweet ?????? She said i wanna go out on a picknick with you baby, Under the big bright yellow sun You guys, just keep it rollin' |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
Right Here, Right Now
Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here, Right Now Right Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here Here |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
DJ: WBCN who's this?
Brad: Hey this is Brad (this is Brad this is) DJ: Now uh who's your favorite artist, who do you want to hear? Brad: Well m my favorite artist right now is Fatboy Slim, that guy kicks ass. DJ: How tremendous is Fatboy Slim? Brad: The band of the 90's, if you want to call it a band because it's a one man name. DJ: Wow...fatboy, and you want to hear that new fatboy song? Brad: Absolutely. DJ: Which one? Brad: The um funk soul brother check it out. DJ: Sing it, I don't know which one. Brad: Right about now, the funk soul brother check it out now, the funk soul brother. Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right...About...Now Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven
Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy slim is fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking 'n fucking Alright, please don't play this for anybody. I don't normally do this. |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
We got to
We got to We got to We got to Kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that kick that gangster shit We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that shit kick that shit Kick that shit come on come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that shit come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick come on come on come on we got to Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that shit come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick come on come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that shit come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that kick that kick that kick that Kick that kick that kick that kick that Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with fuck with Fuck with fuck with Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with fuck with Fuck with fuck with Oooh ah Ah ah Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I f We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that shit come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick come on come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that shit come on come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick that gangster shit Come on we got to kick come on come on come on We got to kick that shit kick that shit kick that shit Kick that shit kick that shit Kick kick that kick that kick that kick that Kick that kick that kick that kick that Ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki th th th th th th th th Sh sh sh sh sh sh sh sh t t t t t t t t Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with fuck with Fuck with fuck with Fuck with Huh Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck 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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
Bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce B-b-b-b-b-bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, b-b-b-b-b Build it up Tear it down Build it up Tear it down Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, b-b-b-b-b Build it up Tear it down Build it up Tear it down Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Come on, come on Come on, come on Come on, come on Come on, come on Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, b-b-b-b-b Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Down by law, right from the core Down by law, right from the core Down-down by-by law-law, right-right from-from the-the core-core (????) California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Ca-ca-li-li-for-for-nia-nia's drrrrrrrrrrrrrrr- California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy Down by law, right from the core Down by law, right from the core Down by law, right from the core Down by law, right from the core Down by right by core by law Down by right by core by law Down by right by core by law From from from right law Down by right by core by law Down by right by core by law Down-down-down-down law-law-law-law From-from-from-from law-core |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, with your help, with your with your with your help With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, with your help, with your with your with your help Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up Jack up, jack up Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, turn you on With your help, with your help, with your help, with your help, with your help Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop Huuuh bop bop |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used, funk as we used to You're not from Brighton You're not from Brighton You're not from Brighton You're, you're, you're, you're Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Funk as we used to play Said check baby, check baby Check baby, check said Check baby, check baby Check one two Check baby, check baby Check baby, check said Check check baby Check check one two Check baby, check baby Check baby, check said Check baby, check baby Check one two, ha Check baby, check baby Check baby, check said Check baby, check baby Check one two, ha Check baby, check baby Check baby, check said Check baby, check baby Check one two, ha Check baby, check baby Check baby, check said Check baby, check baby Check one two Said check one two, check one two Check one two, check one two Check one two You're not from Brighton You're not from Brighton You're not from Brighton You're, you're, you're You're not from Brighton You're not from Brighton -a |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
We've come a long long way together
Through the hard times and the good I have to celebrate you baby I have to praise you like I should We've come a long long way together Through the hard times and the good I have to celebrate you baby I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you We've come a long long way together Through the hard times and the good I have to celebrate you baby I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
[they almost don't say anything except "hey"]
House house, house house House house, house house House house, house house House house, house house House house, house house House house, house house House house, house house House house, house house House, house, house, house House, house, house, house House, house, house, house House, house, house, house House house house house, house house house house House house house house, house house house house House House House |
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from Fatboy Slim - You'Ve Come Along Way, Baby (1998)
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move It's so easy to get acid, you can get it anywhere If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move, your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move (*5) If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty must be dead If you don't make your booty move, your booty move, your booty move Your booty move, your booty move, your booty move, your booty move |
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from Fatboy Slim - Better Living Through Chemistry (1996)
Going out of my mind
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from Fatboy Slim - Better Living Through Chemistry (1996)
The weekend...starts hereSit back (really weird vocoder voice)Sit back (really weird vocoder voice)The weekend...starts hereSit back (really weird vocoder voice)The weekend...starts hereSit back (real
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from Fatboy Slim - Better Living Through Chemistry (1996)
Check this outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outCheck this outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveCheck this outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveCheck this outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outthis outEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds loveneeds love (stutter effect)need loveEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveEverybody needs loveEverybody needs lovelove (repeats fade out)
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from Fatboy Slim - Better Living Through Chemistry (1996)
Give po' man a break
Give po' man a Give po' man a Give po' man a break Give po' man a Give po Give po' man a break Give po' man a Give po' man a break |
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from Fatboy Slim - Better Living Through Chemistry (1996)
Punk to funk
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from Fatboy Slim - Better Living Through Chemistry (1996)
Watch that...But it is hip though the way people dance nowYa know, you can just,It's called doin' whatever you want to doJust get up, the weed get to ya, just get up an justThrow your arms in the airThrow your arms in the airThr
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from Go (고) [ost] (1999)
We got to We got to We got to We got to Kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that, kick that gangster shit We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, kick that shit Kick that shit, come on, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on, we got to Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that Kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with, fuck with Fuck with, fuck with Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with, fuck with Fuck with, fuck with Oooh, ah Ah ah Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I f- We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on We got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on We got to kick that shit, kick that shit, kick that shit Kick that shit, kick that shit, kick that shit Kick, kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that Kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with, fuck with Fuck with, fuck with Fuck with Huh Fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman Yeah, Fatboy's tripping I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with your woman I fuck with |
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from Moulin Rouge (물랑 루즈) by Craig Armstrong [ost] (2001)
Because we can can can
Yes we can can can can can can can Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Everybody can can Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Everybody can can Becuase we can can can Yes we can can can Yes we can can can Becuase we can can can Yes we can can can Yes we can can can can can can can |
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from Charlie's Angles (미녀삼총사) [ost] (2000)
Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo (jump to tomorrow baby) Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Jump to tomorrow baby Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Jump to tomorrow baby Tempo-po Te-tempo-po Praise the tempo Jump to tomorrow baby Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo Push the tempo-po Praise the tempo-po Jump to tomorrow. |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
We've come a long, long way together
Through the hard times, and the good I have to - celebrate you, baby I have to praise you like I should... |
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from Lost In Space (로스트 인 스페이스) [ost] (1998)
Check this out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out Check this out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Check this out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Check this out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out This out Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love Needs love (stutter effect) Need love Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Everybody needs love Love ( s out |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
And the sign said: "Long haired, freaky people need not apply" (x18)
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot
slash dot dash dot, slash dot com dot com, dot com, dot dot dot, dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot com dot com dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot dot dot dot, dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot com dot com dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot dot dot dot, dot com, dot com gone too far, gone too far, gone too far da da da da da da da da da da da da da slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot dot dot dot, dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot com dot com dot com dash dash dash dot com dash dot com com com com com com com gone too far, gone too far, gone too far dash dot dash dot dash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot slash dot dash dot, slash dot com slash dot dash dot, slash dot dash dot dash dash dash com dot com dot com gone too far, gone too far, gone too far dash dot dash dot dash dot com |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
Yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh
Uhm hmm hm hm It's a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night Everybody can see It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night Go ahead and release It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down You know the music search engine need a tuneup Soon as they out the gate they all a wanna hear da corner, uh-huh Well that was cool but now but then I heard a rumor, uh-huh Your crew was ridin' for the White Cliffs of Dover, uh-huh Uh let me tell ya how we do it in California We’ll attack on the run just like a Puma If it don’t move us Ain’t paid ya dues and it ain’t gonna get our roosers We gonna lose ya to the consumer solution c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down Girl I want it you got it Your body’s like a narcotic The thought is auto-erotic Come on and break it on down Can I get it on credit I guess your brick-house I’ll bet it Take it as far as you’ll let it Come on and break it on down That the spot will get hot That its ready to pop Don’t even look at the clock All of your problems forgotten It's time to rock till you drop Feel the force and just flock To the epicenter of the party’s bass drummers c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down We gonna stimulate your mind Everybody’s high Eyes just like a child Everything feels right Once you’ve seen the light You're gonna move all night Feel your soul ignite Everything feels right, right, riggggggggghht We live the masterful life that’s mythical Feel its chords and its vibes atypical Do what you want It's alright this mystical time you’ve got Alotted is plentiful. If you stay in this moments so critical Let the music change your brain stem’s chemicals Make you feel like your spirit's invincible Force centrifugal reaching up to your pinnacle now It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down We rock like Colorado You're at it throwin’ bottles We give a fuck about your status Who you are tomorrow Whether you beg or borrow Or hit the super lotto Whether your girl look like a minga or a supermodel Feel the connectedness, energy, disprojected the weighted The whole collective consciousness Arise like helium oh Groovin’ out of the question Won’t disrespect him, but Our styles fuckin’ Posh, like Dave Beckham c'mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down The truth I’m at ‘em and rough ‘em As hard as the granite get Never hesitant upon a mic strike, quick Like an avalanche Hijack ya like a Comanche I’m a man on a mission Rhyme vigilante Keep all the jealous and the envious antsy Love to do the club though with the party people dancin’ uh-huh And set the mood for all the plottin' and romancin’ uh-huh It’s a wonderful night We’ve got the answer c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
To tired to walk it was a long way from home,
The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night Switch the channel on my TV, And the cameras are fixed on me again, I'm running and I'm running and I can't seem to hide, The skies so red that I'm loosing my mind I cant get my head to stop this feeling inside The four walls are coming and I cant get outside The fours walls have come taking all thats mind There steeling my toys leave no memories behind Everythings changing nothing seems the same, They ? my thoughts not cars or trains The thoughts were bought but kept me sane Everythings changing nothing seems the same, To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night Stare out my window, I'm yearning for more Bust for my borrowers and settle the score I want my toys but the man out theres to hard Running around, feet on the ground Can't seem to understand this game there playing And no one seem to wanna sit with me. To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night To tired to walk it was a long way from home, The moon froze the night |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
I was moving forward
From the point I've come from I was rolling lowly This is our song now I was moving forward From the point I've come from I was rolling lowly This is our song now Gotta see it Nothing means I gotta gotta Feel it Everything is out I gotta Hold out Everything is out I gotta Day out Just invite them Gotta Bore them Til I take us out I gotta feel like Every single line I gotta Clean it out to the side When we're not down and out Put it back together Put it back together Put it back together Put it back together Put it back together (yeah yeah yeah x3) Burning down the city Warning out of something But I need to find it 'Cause I got no sun down Dug a whole was so fun And a taste thats floating What it doesn't meet no Place to silent sleep now I gotta feeling Doesn't mean I sad because I Love me Everything around it isn't better If you sing it loud and I Jam myself to dawn I got So much dissing at the side and When its Just another ride and you Sow yourself to the cat Bet it Put it back together Put it back together Put it back together Put it back together Put it back together (yeah yeah yeah x3) |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
(intro)
My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Go, Give it up, give it up (x8) (verse 1) (in background) Go, Give it up, give it up (x8) (Main Lyrics) My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (verse 2) My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (verse 3) My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (verse 4) Go, Give it up, give it up (x8) (final verse) My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me My Masochistic baby went and left me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
If one kiss led to another, baby
I'm ready to forgive you honey There's a light that shines between us And it's worth the crying, lady I was falling on sharp stones then And my bones were cracking daily No more weeping and lying now and I'm holding you forever and I'm holding you forever [chorus] love love Lord above save us from the push and shove let us blend together bind us and forgive us love love Lord above save us from the push and shove let us blend together bind us and forgive us Time they say, is the great healer But I believe in chemicals baby When the waves come crashing in We are closer now than ever We are closer now than ever There was a cold space between us Still we bridged that chasm lady Desire love and friendship We are sanctified together We are sanctified together [chorus] love love Lord above save us from that push and shove love love Lord above save us from that push and shove love love Lord above save us from that push and shove love love Lord above save us from that push and shove love love Lord above love love Lord above love love Lord above save us from that push and shove [chorus] Love [x4] |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
We went to see the sun go down on
Primrose Hill We went to see the sun go down on Primrose Hill The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on Primrose Hill We went to see the sun go down on Primrose Hill We went to see the sun go down on Primrose Hill The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on Primrose Hill naver could be anything eles naver could be anything eles naver could be anything eles naver could be anything eles We went to see the sun go down on Primrose Hill We went to see the sun go down on Prim Prim Prim Prim The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on The sunday evenin' sun go down on We went to see the sun go down on Primrose Hill The sunday evenin' sun go down on Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill Primrose Hill |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days. I can't stay home, I gotta keep movin, I gotta keep doin', I gotta get out, I gotta roam, it's somethin' that moves me, It's somethin' that uses me without a doubt, 'cause somewhere abstract coincidence happens, see someone in passin' while out and about, next thing I know I'm happily travelin', puttin' in action ideas that I mouth, cause I speak it and do it, talk it and walk it, I'm so bad about it, I shout it out loud, but try to stay open, the forces in motion, They keep me on course, it's just clear that i've found (?), Imprissoned in flesh and reality's blesses, that made manifest every woman and child, I'll keep on expressin' reality's lessons, explorin' my prison until I'm let out. That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, have me wonderin' all my days. Travelin' East and West, on every known highway, South to North carryin' that torch until I'm old and grey. Well in the mean time inbetween I'm pushin' through this, I said in the main time inbetween I'm on my duty. Sometimes I get beat up, sometimes I'm the beater, Sometimes man my feet hurt from walkin' so long, Sometimes I'm defeated, sometimes I get cheated, Sometimes I just need it, 'cause sometimes I'm wrong, So the question's repeated, why even try? When there's rocks in the road, pot-holes in the lawn, The victory's sweeter when obstacles either, Are side-stepped or crushed on the way to the door, So I go on my own, have faith in the road, I can share that control cause I'm never alone. I hear the creator speak to me through wispers, On winds the voices of friends and of foes, I listen to omens, the things that he shows me, Shows that he knows me and helps me along, And follow him closely, where he goes mostly, Guidin' my path on this map 'till I'm gone That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days That journey-a call me quick, That journey-a call my name, That journey-a have it's way, an' have me wonderin' all my days. And when they lay me down, To rest in my Earthly grave, And when they lay me down, Navigate that big sky wave. But in the meantime I, I got my duty, In the meantime inbetween time I, I got to do this, In the meantime inbetween time I, I'm pushin through this, In the meantime inbetween time I, I got my duty. I got my.. I got my, I got my duty. I got my duty I know! |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
Jingo
Jingo Jingo Jingo ba Lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba Jingo |
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from Fatboy Slim - Palookaville (2004)
Some people call me the space cowboy
Some people call me the gangster of love, yeah Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby) They say I′m doin′ you wrong (doin′ you wrong) Well, don′t let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....) Cause I′m right here, right here, right here, right here at home (Everybody Singing Along) I′m a picker I′m a grinner I′m a lover And I′m a sinner I play my music in the sun I′m a joker I′m a smoker I′m a midnight toker I get my lovin′ on the run Wooo Wooooo ... You′re the cutest thing That I ever did see I really love your peaches Want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I′m gonna sure show you a good time Cause I′m a picker I′m a grinner I′m a lover And I′m a sinner I play my music in the sun I′m a joker I′m a smoker I′m a midnight toker I get my lovin′ on the run I′m a picker I′m a grinner I′m a lover And I′m a sinner I play my music in the sun I′m a joker I′m a smoker I′m a midnight toker I sure don′t want to hurt no one Wooo Woooo People keep talkin′ about me, baby (People talk about me, baby) They say I′m doin′ you wrong, (doin′ you wrong) Well, don′t you know don′t you worry baby (oh baby ....) Cause I′m right here, right here, right here, right here at home (Everybody Singing Along) You′re the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I′ll show you a good time |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh
Uhm hmm hm hm It's a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night Everybody can see It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night Go ahead and release It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down You know the music search engine need a tuneup Soon as they out the gate they all a wanna hear da corner, uh-huh Well that was cool but now but then I heard a rumor, uh-huh Your crew was ridin' for the White Cliffs of Dover, uh-huh Uh let me tell ya how we do it in California We’ll attack on the run just like a Puma If it don’t move us Ain’t paid ya dues and it ain’t gonna get our roosers We gonna lose ya to the consumer solution c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down Girl I want it you got it Your body’s like a narcotic The thought is auto-erotic Come on and break it on down Can I get it on credit I guess your brick-house I’ll bet it Take it as far as you’ll let it Come on and break it on down That the spot will get hot That its ready to pop Don’t even look at the clock All of your problems forgotten It's time to rock till you drop Feel the force and just flock To the epicenter of the party’s bass drummers c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down We gonna stimulate your mind Everybody’s high Eyes just like a child Everything feels right Once you’ve seen the light You're gonna move all night Feel your soul ignite Everything feels right, right, riggggggggghht We live the masterful life that’s mythical Feel its chords and its vibes atypical Do what you want It's alright this mystical time you’ve got Alotted is plentiful. If you stay in this moments so critical Let the music change your brain stem’s chemicals Make you feel like your spirit's invincible Force centrifugal reaching up to your pinnacle now It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down We rock like Colorado You're at it throwin’ bottles We give a fuck about your status Who you are tomorrow Whether you beg or borrow Or hit the super lotto Whether your girl look like a minga or a supermodel Feel the connectedness, energy, disprojected the weighted The whole collective consciousness Arise like helium oh Groovin’ out of the question Won’t disrespect him, but Our styles fuckin’ Posh, like Dave Beckham c'mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down The truth I’m at ‘em and rough ‘em As hard as the granite get Never hesitant upon a mic strike, quick Like an avalanche Hijack ya like a Comanche I’m a man on a mission Rhyme vigilante Keep all the jealous and the envious antsy Love to do the club though with the party people dancin’ uh-huh And set the mood for all the plottin' and romancin’ uh-huh It’s a wonderful night We’ve got the answer c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down |
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from Ministry Of Sound: Dance Nation (2005)
Some people call me the space cowboy
Some people call me the gangster of love, yeah Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby) They say I′m doin′ you wrong (doin′ you wrong) Well, don′t let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....) Cause I′m right here, right here, right here, right here at home (Everybody Singing Along) I′m a picker I′m a grinner I′m a lover And I′m a sinner I play my music in the sun I′m a joker I′m a smoker I′m a midnight toker I get my lovin′ on the run Wooo Wooooo ... You′re the cutest thing That I ever did see I really love your peaches Want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I′m gonna sure show you a good time Cause I′m a picker I′m a grinner I′m a lover And I′m a sinner I play my music in the sun I′m a joker I′m a smoker I′m a midnight toker I get my lovin′ on the run I′m a picker I′m a grinner I′m a lover And I′m a sinner I play my music in the sun I′m a joker I′m a smoker I′m a midnight toker I sure don′t want to hurt no one Wooo Woooo People keep talkin′ about me, baby (People talk about me, baby) They say I′m doin′ you wrong, (doin′ you wrong) Well, don′t you know don′t you worry baby (oh baby ....) Cause I′m right here, right here, right here, right here at home (Everybody Singing Along) You′re the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I′ll show you a good time |
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from Queer As Folk : The Final Season (퀴어 애즈 포크 파이널 시즌) [ost] (2006)
Jingo
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from Scooby-Doo 2 (스쿠비 두 2) by David Newman [ost] (2004)
DJ: WBCN who's this?
Brad: Hey this is Brad (this is Brad this is) DJ: Now uh who's your favorite artist, who do you want to hear? Brad: Well m my favorite artist right now is Fatboy Slim, that guy kicks ass. DJ: How tremendous is Fatboy Slim? Brad: The band of the 90's, if you want to call it a band because it's a one man name. DJ: Wow...fatboy, and you want to hear that new fatboy song? Brad: Absolutely. DJ: Which one? Brad: The um funk soul brother check it out. DJ: Sing it, I don't know which one. Brad: Right about now, the funk soul brother check it out now, the funk soul brother. Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now 'bout now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right...About...Now Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now 'bout now about now about now about now about now about now about Right about now Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now The Funk Soul Brother |
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from Tomb Raider (툼 레이더) [ost] (2001)
illuminati
a secret society do exist illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti illuminati a secret society do exist illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti- ti-ti-ti-ti illuminati a secret society do exist illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti- ti-ti |
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from Bootsy Collins - Play With Bootsy (2002)
Girl You Wanna Sex Me
Girl Why Don't You Let You Really Turn Me On I Think We Could Swing It Girl That's Why I'm Sayin' Baby You're The Bomb Well It Was Just The Other Day I Was Walkin' Down The Street And I Saw You Standin' By Yourself You Were Looking So Cute In Your Black Daisy Dukes Thought Ya Probably Had A Man Or Two But Then You Stepped To Me And Asked Me My Name I Gave Ya My Number And Time We Could Meet Then I Watched That Booty Swingin' As You Walked Away I Knew It Was On Cause Oh Baby You're The Bomb Ya Baby You're The Bomb I Went To Pick You Up You Were Lookin' So Tuff In Your Tight Black Mini Skirt Your Curves Were Jumpin' Out I Had To Close My Mouth 'cause Baby You're A Piece Of Work And Then I Took You To The Club We Turned The Party Out I Wanna Take You Home Do Some Sexin' On The Couch Now You Gotta Let Me Know If This Thing Is Really On I'm Sprung On You Baby 'cause Baby You're The Bomb Girl You Wanna Sex Me Girl Why Don't You Let You Really Turn Me On I Think We Could Swing It Girl That's Why I'm Sayin' Baby You're The Bomb Ooo Baby You're The Bomb I Wanna Make Love To Ya Baby And I'm About To Explode Come On Let's Get It On Wanna Do Ya All Night Long You Got It Goin' On Oo Baby You're The Bomb Baby You're The Bomb Baby You're The Bomb Baby You're The Bomb You Really Turn Me On Baby You're The Bomb Baby You're The Bomb Baby You're The Bomb Swing It Girl Let's Girl You Wanna Sex Me Girl Why Don't You Let You Really Turn Me On I Think We Could Swing It Girl That's Why I'm Sayin' Baby You're The Bomb Ooo Baby You're The Bomb You Really Turn Me On Girl You Wanna Sex Me Girl Why Don't You Let You Really Turn Me On I Think We Could Swing It Girl That's Why I'm Sayin' Baby You're The Bomb Ooo Baby You're The Bomb Girl You Wanna Sex Me Girl Why Don't You Let You Really Turn Me On I Think We Could Swing It Girl That's Why I'm Sayin' Baby You're The Bomb |
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from Fatboy Slim - Illuminati [ep] (2002)
illuminati
a secret society do exist illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti illuminati a secret society do exist illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti- ti-ti-ti-ti illuminati a secret society do exist illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti- ti-ti |
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from Fatboy Slim - Illuminati [ep] (2002)
What the fuck?
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from Fatboy Slim - Illuminati [ep] (2002)
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing the deeper I go the more knowledge I know what to sing what to bring wha... I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper into the rhyme Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself checkin it out I’m not dancin' no more but why? why? why? wha... How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones the one, the ones that say they know what is what but they don't know what is what they just strut what the fuck? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper into this thing and I pretend that they're not there I just stare up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song spinnin it strong playing things like we cannot house we can that’s my shit what? whoooooo! I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper when people start to disappear and it's about six o'clock whoo I'm feelin' hot take off my sweater and my pants and I start to dance and all the sweat just goes down my face and I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place I get deep, oh i get deep I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep he takes all the bass out of the song and all you hear is highs and its like oh, shit! ahh I get deeper I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep and the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol and I get drunk and I oh all over the place And I catch myself right on time right on line with the beat and its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet I get deeper I get deeper I get deeper If the house music was ale and Doctor love would be my song And I would only take deep breaths and fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass I get deep Now it's about three and I see people goin' spinnin' jumpin' and grindin' as if they had wings on their feet raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was the DJ himself spinnin those funky funky funky house beats And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing with matic pause without cause bass from those high definition speakers sitting in the corner on each side of the room givin' us the boom boom boom to our zoom zoom zoom the smell of a L lit while walking by but the music gets me high saint defy like and old lady in church we get happy we stomp our feet we clap our hands we shout we cry we dance and we say sweet Lord, speak to me speak to me, speak to me, speak to me because we love house music and on this planet it brings us together like a family reunion every week we eat we drink we laugh we play and we skate so for all you hip hoppers you do woppers name droppers you bill boppers come into our house to get deep You guys just keep it rollin' You gotta just keep it rollin' (x19) Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards) Out under the big bright yellow sun (x40) |
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from Fatboy Slim - Illuminati [ep] (2002)
drop the hate
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from Fatboy Slim - Illuminati [ep] (2002)
Bird of prey, Bird of prey,
Flying high, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, In the summer sky, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Flying high, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Gently passing by, Flying high. Flying high, Flying high. Take me on your flight. Flying high. Flying high, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Flying high, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, In the summer sky, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Flying high, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Gently passing by, Flying high. Flying high, Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Flying high, Flying high, Bird of prey, Bird of prey, In the summer sky, Flying high. Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Flying high, Flying high, Bird of prey, Bird of prey, Gently passing by, Flying high. Flying high, Flying high, Take me on your flight. Flying high. Flying high, Flying high, In the summer sky, Flying high. |
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from Fatboy Slim - Illuminati [ep] (2002)
They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back And I'm frying 'cos all my love's electrifying And I'm comfy like a cess-pool Wanna be with you And it's my premonition I better give my heart a listen And my preacher say All of your demons will wither away Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay You'll understand when you come my way 'Cos all of my demons have withered away They said he shook himself to death I wanna dance 'til my last breath But mister disco only parties hard in Frisco And I'm comfy like a cess-pool Wanna be with you And it's my premonition I better give my heart a listen And my preacher say All of your demons will wither away Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay You'll understand when you come my way 'Cos all of my demons have withered away |
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from Fatboy Slim - Camber Sands [ep] (2002)
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from Fatboy Slim - Camber Sands [ep] (2002)
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing the deeper I go the more knowledge I know what to sing what to bring wha... I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper into the rhyme Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself checkin it out I’m not dancin' no more but why? why? why? wha... How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones the one, the ones that say they know what is what but they don't know what is what they just strut what the fuck? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper into this thing and I pretend that they're not there I just stare up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song spinnin it strong playing things like we cannot house we can that’s my shit what? whoooooo! I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper when people start to disappear and it's about six o'clock whoo I'm feelin' hot take off my sweater and my pants and I start to dance and all the sweat just goes down my face and I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place I get deep, oh i get deep I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep he takes all the bass out of the song and all you hear is highs and its like oh, shit! ahh I get deeper I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep and the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol and I get drunk and I oh all over the place And I catch myself right on time right on line with the beat and its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet I get deeper I get deeper I get deeper If the house music was ale and Doctor love would be my song And I would only take deep breaths and fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass I get deep Now it's about three and I see people goin' spinnin' jumpin' and grindin' as if they had wings on their feet raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was the DJ himself spinnin those funky funky funky house beats And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing with matic pause without cause bass from those high definition speakers sitting in the corner on each side of the room givin' us the boom boom boom to our zoom zoom zoom the smell of a L lit while walking by but the music gets me high saint defy like and old lady in church we get happy we stomp our feet we clap our hands we shout we cry we dance and we say sweet Lord, speak to me speak to me, speak to me, speak to me because we love house music and on this planet it brings us together like a family reunion every week we eat we drink we laugh we play and we skate so for all you hip hoppers you do woppers name droppers you bill boppers come into our house to get deep You guys just keep it rollin' You gotta just keep it rollin' (x19) Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards) Out under the big bright yellow sun (x40) |
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from Fatboy Slim - Camber Sands [ep] (2002)
They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back And I'm frying 'cos all my love's electrifying And I'm comfy like a cess-pool Wanna be with you And it's my premonition I better give my heart a listen And my preacher say All of your demons will wither away Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay You'll understand when you come my way 'Cos all of my demons have withered away They said he shook himself to death I wanna dance 'til my last breath But mister disco only parties hard in Frisco And I'm comfy like a cess-pool Wanna be with you And it's my premonition I better give my heart a listen And my preacher say All of your demons will wither away Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay You'll understand when you come my way 'Cos all of my demons have withered away |
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Retox the freak in me,
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from Fatboy Slim - The Pimp [ep] (2002)
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing the deeper I go the more knowledge I know what to sing what to bring wha... I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper into the rhyme Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself checkin it out I’m not dancin' no more but why? why? why? wha... How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones the one, the ones that say they know what is what but they don't know what is what they just strut what the fuck? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper into this thing and I pretend that they're not there I just stare up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song spinnin it strong playing things like we cannot house we can that’s my shit what? whoooooo! I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper when people start to disappear and it's about six o'clock whoo I'm feelin' hot take off my sweater and my pants and I start to dance and all the sweat just goes down my face and I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place I get deep, oh i get deep I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep he takes all the bass out of the song and all you hear is highs and its like oh, shit! ahh I get deeper I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep and the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol and I get drunk and I oh all over the place And I catch myself right on time right on line with the beat and its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet I get deeper I get deeper I get deeper If the house music was ale and Doctor love would be my song And I would only take deep breaths and fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass I get deep Now it's about three and I see people goin' spinnin' jumpin' and grindin' as if they had wings on their feet raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was the DJ himself spinnin those funky funky funky house beats And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing with matic pause without cause bass from those high definition speakers sitting in the corner on each side of the room givin' us the boom boom boom to our zoom zoom zoom the smell of a L lit while walking by but the music gets me high saint defy like and old lady in church we get happy we stomp our feet we clap our hands we shout we cry we dance and we say sweet Lord, speak to me speak to me, speak to me, speak to me because we love house music and on this planet it brings us together like a family reunion every week we eat we drink we laugh we play and we skate so for all you hip hoppers you do woppers name droppers you bill boppers come into our house to get deep You guys just keep it rollin' You gotta just keep it rollin' (x19) Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards) Out under the big bright yellow sun (x40) |
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from Fatboy Slim - The Pimp [ep] (2002)
What the fuck?
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drop the hate
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from Fatboy Slim - The Pimp [ep] (2002)
Retox the freak in me,
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from Fatboy Slim - The Pimp [ep] (2002)
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah
woah yeah talkin' 'bout my baby talkin' 'bout my baby When she goes walkin down bourban street i just can't hardly stand to walk behind her shes got a red hot pants on she got on her yellow high heeled sneakers she got on a yellow low neck see through blouse without her brasier on she's shakin like two big ole baloons in a hurricane ooooh, she's got on a purple afro wig She got a hand on her hip, lettin' her back bone slip battin her eye, battin her eye battin her eye, battin her eye battin her eye n' lookin straight at me, yeah, lookin' straight at me Shes battin her eyes and lookin straight at me with that sassy, saucy look on her face Shit son yeah. I want to go out on a picnic with you baby, out under the big bright yellow son She said i wanna go out on a picnic with you baby Out under the big bright yellow sun under the big bright yellow sun (repeat to fade out) |
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Subject : On The Floor At The Boutique (Mixed By Fatboy Slim)
