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from Morcheeba - Who Can You Trust? (1996)
Things of change, this time around,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. I'm on rocks I'm looking down, You're in spain and you walking free I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick and angry toward you. I'm a fool, I'm so sad, Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool of been had. We planned a job You made a run, And you let me down, Can't trust nobody, nobody no one. I hit the ground, I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick sick and angry. No one know you're in spain and you walking free, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool of been had. I'm on rocks I'm looking down, Things of change, this time around, I can see the whole the darkness 'round here |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
Things of change, this time around,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. I'm on rocks I'm looking down, You're in spain and you walking free I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick and angry toward you. I'm a fool, I'm so sad, Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool of been had. We planned a job You made a run, And you let me down, Can't trust nobody, nobody no one. I hit the ground, I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick sick and angry. No one know you're in spain and you walking free, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool of been had. I'm on rocks I'm looking down, Things of change, this time around, I can see the whole the darkness 'round here |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Things of change, this time around,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. I'm on rocks I'm looking down, You're in spain and you walking free I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick and angry toward you. I'm a fool, I'm so sad, Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool of been had. We planned a job You made a run, And you let me down, Can't trust nobody, nobody no one. I hit the ground, I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick sick and angry. No one know you're in spain and you walking free, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool of been had. I'm on rocks I'm looking down, Things of change, this time around, I can see the whole the darkness 'round here |
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from Morcheeba - The Antidote (2005)
The skill it takes to create
The pill to govern our state I'm thrilled to get this laid on I've spilt my last cradle song Oh, you won't feel insecure, for sure I've got the medicine To suit the mood you're in I've got the antidote here My friend will let us in No matter where we've been I've got the antidote here Go get a hit Eternalixir We'll fix a mixture now Go get a hit Eternalixir We'll fix a mixture now You served your country so well Usurped by the wrong personnel On that, on that bombshell Pray tell I've got the medicine To suit the mood you're in I've got the antidote here My friend will let us in No matter where we've been I've got the antidote here Go get a hit Eternalixir We'll fix a mixture now Go get a hit Eternalixir We'll fix a mixture now Go get a hit Eternalixir Go get a hit Go get a hit Let's fix a mixture Go get a hit Go get a hit Eternalixir Go get a hit Go get a hit Let's fix a mixture Go get a hit |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
Battle cries
We make the swift retreat Paradise It don't come cheap Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We got to work at where we're goin wrong Buttercup I think we missed a turn Back it up You'd think I'd learn Your gelignite Sets truth alight The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our time is long We got to find where we're coming from Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We've got to work at where we're going wrong Light years from here We're gonna burn up in the atmosphere It's crystal clear We're coming swinging on the chandelier |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
Battle cries
We make the swift retreat Paradise It don't come cheap Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We got to work at where we're goin wrong Buttercup I think we missed a turn Back it up You'd think I'd learn Your gelignite Sets truth alight The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our time is long We got to find where we're coming from Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We've got to work at where we're going wrong Light years from here We're gonna burn up in the atmosphere It's crystal clear We're coming swinging on the chandelier |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
Battle cries
We make the swift retreat Paradise It don't come cheap Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We got to work at where we're goin wrong Buttercup I think we missed a turn Back it up You'd think I'd learn Your gelignite Sets truth alight The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our time is long We got to find where we're coming from Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We've got to work at where we're going wrong Light years from here We're gonna burn up in the atmosphere It's crystal clear We're coming swinging on the chandelier |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Battle cries
We make the swift retreat Paradise It don't come cheap Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We got to work at where we're goin wrong Buttercup I think we missed a turn Back it up You'd think I'd learn Your gelignite Sets truth alight The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our time is long We got to find where we're coming from Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We've got to work at where we're going wrong Light years from here We're gonna burn up in the atmosphere It's crystal clear We're coming swinging on the chandelier |
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from Morcheeba - Fragments Of Freedom (2000)
Too much of a good thing
I'm sick of satisfaction Has really burnt me out And living in a drought Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Anyway that you can Is living on the edge The center of attention The thirty of second floor I'm standing on a ledge Got to get this straight Cos we're running too late Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway that you want to Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can |
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from Morcheeba - Fragments Of Freedom (2000)
Too much of a good thing
I'm sick of satisfaction Has really burnt me out And living in a drought Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Anyway that you can Is living on the edge The center of attention The thirty of second floor I'm standing on a ledge Got to get this straight Cos we're running too late Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway that you want to Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can |
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from Morcheeba - Parts Of The Process (2003)
Too much of a good thing
I'm sick of satisfaction Has really burnt me out And living in a drought Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Anyway that you can Is living on the edge The center of attention The thirty of second floor I'm standing on a ledge Got to get this straight Cos we're running too late Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway that you want to Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Too much of a good thing
I'm sick of satisfaction Has really burnt me out And living in a drought Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Anyway that you can Is living on the edge The center of attention The thirty of second floor I'm standing on a ledge Got to get this straight Cos we're running too late Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway that you want to Anyway that you can Just be yourself Just be yourself Just be yourself Anyway that you want to, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can Anyway, baby Just be yourself Anyway that you can |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
Nosaj the Great :
What am I to do Trapped in the skies Brothers from another planet Ya know the truth Papa was a Rolling Stone Nigga Never (brouh!! ) Things I used to do with her I now do alone Freako, now leaning on towers I roam (?) Makes these pigs think my styles be drones, ah (?) Never blizard You fell with watching (?) Fuck that bullshit Rather walk alone Nigga standing on the verge of You know the song And morcheeba Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, Suck my rocket, brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Suck my rocket brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Ya know the truth Ya know the truth Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, And morcheeba Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
Nosaj the Great :
What am I to do Trapped in the skies Brothers from another planet Ya know the truth Papa was a Rolling Stone Nigga Never (brouh!! ) Things I used to do with her I now do alone Freako, now leaning on towers I roam (?) Makes these pigs think my styles be drones, ah (?) Never blizard You fell with watching (?) Fuck that bullshit Rather walk alone Nigga standing on the verge of You know the song And morcheeba Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, Suck my rocket, brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Suck my rocket brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Ya know the truth Ya know the truth Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, And morcheeba Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
Nosaj the Great :
What am I to do Trapped in the skies Brothers from another planet Ya know the truth Papa was a Rolling Stone Nigga Never (brouh!! ) Things I used to do with her I now do alone Freako, now leaning on towers I roam (?) Makes these pigs think my styles be drones, ah (?) Never blizard You fell with watching (?) Fuck that bullshit Rather walk alone Nigga standing on the verge of You know the song And morcheeba Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, Suck my rocket, brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Suck my rocket brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Ya know the truth Ya know the truth Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, And morcheeba Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Nosaj the Great :
What am I to do Trapped in the skies Brothers from another planet Ya know the truth Papa was a Rolling Stone Nigga Never (brouh!! ) Things I used to do with her I now do alone Freako, now leaning on towers I roam (?) Makes these pigs think my styles be drones, ah (?) Never blizard You fell with watching (?) Fuck that bullshit Rather walk alone Nigga standing on the verge of You know the song And morcheeba Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, Suck my rocket, brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Suck my rocket brothers from another planet It's morcheeba Ya know the truth Ya know the truth Suck my rocket, Nosaj the Great, How much more can you take It's Te-te-te-te-terrible, And morcheeba Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, On our way to the moon Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, Te-te-te-te-terrible, It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted It's morcheeba and a spaceship sighted |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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from Morcheeba - Parts Of The Process (2003)
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Three months in here
Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
Bullet Proof
Do you listen to yourself Ever live for someone else Do you like the way you feel Nothing hurts when no one’s real She wants to shake this scene Yeah she wants to shake with me She’s not looking for the holes in all the lies I wanna bullet proof your soul Would you like to lose control I won’t let you fall until you tell me so What are we? (Watcha wanna be) Everything! That you wanna be All I need (Right in front of me) I’ve known before Chorus: Would you come my way Or did you burn out on the way Would you come my way Should have listened when you called my name Yeah she wants to tear you down And she leaves without a sound It’s like fallin’ backwards Into no one’s arms You’re a bullet through my soul But I’ll never let you know I won’t let you fall until you let it go What are we? (Watcha wanna be) Everything! That you wanna be All I need (Right in front of me) I’ve known before Would you come my way Did you burn out on the way Would you come my way Should have listened When you called my name |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
Bullet Proof
Do you listen to yourself Ever live for someone else Do you like the way you feel Nothing hurts when no one’s real She wants to shake this scene Yeah she wants to shake with me She’s not looking for the holes in all the lies I wanna bullet proof your soul Would you like to lose control I won’t let you fall until you tell me so What are we? (Watcha wanna be) Everything! That you wanna be All I need (Right in front of me) I’ve known before Chorus: Would you come my way Or did you burn out on the way Would you come my way Should have listened when you called my name Yeah she wants to tear you down And she leaves without a sound It’s like fallin’ backwards Into no one’s arms You’re a bullet through my soul But I’ll never let you know I won’t let you fall until you let it go What are we? (Watcha wanna be) Everything! That you wanna be All I need (Right in front of me) I’ve known before Would you come my way Did you burn out on the way Would you come my way Should have listened When you called my name |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Bullet Proof
Do you listen to yourself Ever live for someone else Do you like the way you feel Nothing hurts when no one’s real She wants to shake this scene Yeah she wants to shake with me She’s not looking for the holes in all the lies I wanna bullet proof your soul Would you like to lose control I won’t let you fall until you tell me so What are we? (Watcha wanna be) Everything! That you wanna be All I need (Right in front of me) I’ve known before Chorus: Would you come my way Or did you burn out on the way Would you come my way Should have listened when you called my name Yeah she wants to tear you down And she leaves without a sound It’s like fallin’ backwards Into no one’s arms You’re a bullet through my soul But I’ll never let you know I won’t let you fall until you let it go What are we? (Watcha wanna be) Everything! That you wanna be All I need (Right in front of me) I’ve known before Would you come my way Did you burn out on the way Would you come my way Should have listened When you called my name |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
All this fuss a lil more (more Morcheeba)
Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) All this fuss a lil more (Morcheeba) Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) Yo' Pull up in a all black 528 (errrr) Fly new paint Drive threw states While you a'int Can't get props cuz your styles to fake Try new thing Rap like me Dance like D One more chance like Biggy Easy Coast Rock Beats don't stop Niggaz fall off mad teams go pop Swing like spiderman and wall creaper Pace Won rocks them all the tall creature You don't like me I ain't feelin ya'll neither Ya'll need to roll your blunts with Morcheeba This is how the east coast rocks This is how Pace Won rocks This is how the east coast rocks This is how MJ rocks This is how Pace Won rocks |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
All this fuss a lil more (more Morcheeba)
Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) All this fuss a lil more (Morcheeba) Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) Yo' Pull up in a all black 528 (errrr) Fly new paint Drive threw states While you a'int Can't get props cuz your styles to fake Try new thing Rap like me Dance like D One more chance like Biggy Easy Coast Rock Beats don't stop Niggaz fall off mad teams go pop Swing like spiderman and wall creaper Pace Won rocks them all the tall creature You don't like me I ain't feelin ya'll neither Ya'll need to roll your blunts with Morcheeba This is how the east coast rocks This is how Pace Won rocks This is how the east coast rocks This is how MJ rocks This is how Pace Won rocks |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
All this fuss a lil more (more Morcheeba)
Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) All this fuss a lil more (Morcheeba) Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) Yo' Pull up in a all black 528 (errrr) Fly new paint Drive threw states While you a'int Can't get props cuz your styles to fake Try new thing Rap like me Dance like D One more chance like Biggy Easy Coast Rock Beats don't stop Niggaz fall off mad teams go pop Swing like spiderman and wall creaper Pace Won rocks them all the tall creature You don't like me I ain't feelin ya'll neither Ya'll need to roll your blunts with Morcheeba This is how the east coast rocks This is how Pace Won rocks This is how the east coast rocks This is how MJ rocks This is how Pace Won rocks |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
All this fuss a lil more (more Morcheeba)
Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) All this fuss a lil more (Morcheeba) Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) Yo' Pull up in a all black 528 (errrr) Fly new paint Drive threw states While you a'int Can't get props cuz your styles to fake Try new thing Rap like me Dance like D One more chance like Biggy Easy Coast Rock Beats don't stop Niggaz fall off mad teams go pop Swing like spiderman and wall creaper Pace Won rocks them all the tall creature You don't like me I ain't feelin ya'll neither Ya'll need to roll your blunts with Morcheeba This is how the east coast rocks This is how Pace Won rocks This is how the east coast rocks This is how MJ rocks This is how Pace Won rocks |
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from Morcheeba - Who Can You Trust? (1996)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down, You're in spain and you walking free And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick and angry toward you. We planned a job Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, I'm a fool of been had. And you let me down, You made a run, I hit the ground, Can't trust nobody, nobody no one. No one know you're in spain and you walking free, I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick sick and angry. Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, I'm a fool of been had. Things of change, this time around, I'm on rocks I'm looking down, I can see the whole the darkness 'round here |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down, You're in spain and you walking free And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick and angry toward you. We planned a job Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, I'm a fool of been had. And you let me down, You made a run, I hit the ground, Can't trust nobody, nobody no one. No one know you're in spain and you walking free, I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick sick and angry. Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, I'm a fool of been had. Things of change, this time around, I'm on rocks I'm looking down, I can see the whole the darkness 'round here |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down, You're in spain and you walking free And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick and angry toward you. We planned a job Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, I'm a fool of been had. And you let me down, You made a run, I hit the ground, Can't trust nobody, nobody no one. No one know you're in spain and you walking free, I'm inside without the key, Feeling sick sick and angry. Locked away, I'm going mad, I'm a fool, I'm so sad, I'm a fool of been had. Things of change, this time around, I'm on rocks I'm looking down, I can see the whole the darkness 'round here |
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from Morcheeba - The Antidote (2005)
The heavy gangster helps himself
Don't have time for no one else Brittle bones and rotten veins Celebrate ill-gotten gains No time for justice Or sweetness and light How does he thrust his weakness aside? The grass is hissing to disallow This misappropriation now Hold up! That's daylight robbery Hold up! You're bleeding us dry Hold up! You're making a mockery Hold up! Disorganised crime Send men to hunt them and bring them to trial No room to function with dogs running wild Holding us hostage, spreading your germs Rebellious rich kids with money to burn Hold up! That's daylight robbery Hold up! You're bleeding us dry Hold up! You're making a mockery Hold up! Disorganised crime Kiss it goodbye Hold up! That's daylight robbery Hold up! He's bleeding you dry Hold up! You're making a mockery Hold up! Disorganised crime Hold up! That's daylight robbery Hold up! You're bleeding us dry Hold up! You're making a mockery Hold up! Disorganised crime Kiss it goodbye And crawl up and die |
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from Morcheeba - The Antidote (2005)
This time you have to face your future
Although it's just a dusty road It's clear that backing down don't suit ya I hate to break your sacred code People along for the ride High noon getting closer I think you'll find Everybody loves a loser So you'll be fine You won't be lonely long I think you'll find Everybody loves a loser So you'll be fine You won't be lonely long I see you need a trial of fire A coward would wisely walk away Heaven help us bide our time Hideouts get discovered I think you'll find Everybody loves a loser So you'll be fine You won't be lonely long I think you'll find Everybody loves a loser So you'll be fine You won't be lonely long I think you'll find Everybody loves a loser So you'll be fine You won't be lonely long I think you'll find Everybody loves a loser So you'll be fine You won't be lonely long |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice We can live in fear We can fall below I thought this to be true Fear can stop you loving Extend our selves to love Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear But it's not always that clear To share my self around I always try so hard But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Fear can stop you loving I'd love to give my self away But it's not always that clear But I find it hard to trust Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving I've got no map to find my way Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear X4 |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear But it's not always that clear |
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from Morcheeba - Fragments Of Freedom (2000)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear X4 |
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from Morcheeba - Fragments Of Freedom (2000)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear X4 |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear X4 |
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from Playing By Heart (라스트 타임) by John Barry [ost] (1998)
[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... [Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beamin off July sun rays Trees are fade blendin with the side burn shades Cotton club status clientel SL heavy jewel Niggaz jail, young niggaz screw well Swingin like Smokey on the slow beat Shiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocal permanate like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of roamin it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guarenteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Masta Killa] Some niggaz I'd rather not spar minds with They can't simutale my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakage trapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the above supremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the come bring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still I came Teraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steel Healin men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique Breathe the Earth, take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coastin Overseas blowin with lines tightly woven Still goin full speed, pullin g's Tryin to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurg inner city like uncensored version Mergin with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt teeth Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers [Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Lickin shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some Motherfucker! [Chorus] |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... [Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beamin off July sun rays Trees are fade blendin with the side burn shades Cotton club status clientel SL heavy jewel Niggaz jail, young niggaz screw well Swingin like Smokey on the slow beat Shiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocal permanate like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of roamin it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guarenteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Masta Killa] Some niggaz I'd rather not spar minds with They can't simutale my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakage trapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the above supremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the come bring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still I came Teraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steel Healin men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique Breathe the Earth, take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coastin Overseas blowin with lines tightly woven Still goin full speed, pullin g's Tryin to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurg inner city like uncensored version Mergin with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt teeth Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers [Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Lickin shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some Motherfucker! [Chorus] |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm (1998)
[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... [Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beamin off July sun rays Trees are fade blendin with the side burn shades Cotton club status clientel SL heavy jewel Niggaz jail, young niggaz screw well Swingin like Smokey on the slow beat Shiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocal permanate like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of roamin it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guarenteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Masta Killa] Some niggaz I'd rather not spar minds with They can't simutale my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakage trapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the above supremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the come bring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still I came Teraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steel Healin men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique Breathe the Earth, take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coastin Overseas blowin with lines tightly woven Still goin full speed, pullin g's Tryin to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurg inner city like uncensored version Mergin with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt teeth Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers [Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Lickin shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some Motherfucker! [Chorus] |
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from Morcheeba - Big Calm / Who Can You Trust? [box] (2001)
[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... [Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beamin off July sun rays Trees are fade blendin with the side burn shades Cotton club status clientel SL heavy jewel Niggaz jail, young niggaz screw well Swingin like Smokey on the slow beat Shiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocal permanate like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of roamin it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guarenteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Masta Killa] Some niggaz I'd rather not spar minds with They can't simutale my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakage trapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the above supremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the come bring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still I came Teraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steel Healin men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique Breathe the Earth, take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coastin Overseas blowin with lines tightly woven Still goin full speed, pullin g's Tryin to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurg inner city like uncensored version Mergin with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt teeth Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers [Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Lickin shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some Motherfucker! [Chorus] |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... [Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beamin off July sun rays Trees are fade blendin with the side burn shades Cotton club status clientel SL heavy jewel Niggaz jail, young niggaz screw well Swingin like Smokey on the slow beat Shiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocal permanate like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of roamin it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guarenteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Masta Killa] Some niggaz I'd rather not spar minds with They can't simutale my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakage trapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the above supremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the come bring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still I came Teraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steel Healin men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique Breathe the Earth, take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coastin Overseas blowin with lines tightly woven Still goin full speed, pullin g's Tryin to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurg inner city like uncensored version Mergin with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt teeth Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers [Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Lickin shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some Motherfucker! [Chorus] |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
And so the end begins
As thunder rumbles in Odds are stacked against us Fat chances now seem slim Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Get along Get creative Get along And so the deep ends As day breaks swaggers in Stagerring with no desire I lose to watch you win Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Woooh... I'd give my life to win some love from you Yo' I'm Pace Won the gapper Blast past the rapper Laugh at your master Snatch bags and smack ya Rough songs AOP ass cap and afta Add mass I'll grab ya fast as ya blasta can't match the bastards stand back ya haveta Rap times are crackin Randsack your asthma Ladies trends Mercedes Benz Shady friends Lady's bend backwards Get along Get along Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Wouh... I'd give my life to win some love from you |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
And so the end begins
As thunder rumbles in Odds are stacked against us Fat chances now seem slim Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Get along Get creative Get along And so the deep ends As day breaks swaggers in Stagerring with no desire I lose to watch you win Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Woooh... I'd give my life to win some love from you Yo' I'm Pace Won the gapper Blast past the rapper Laugh at your master Snatch bags and smack ya Rough songs AOP ass cap and afta Add mass I'll grab ya fast as ya blasta can't match the bastards stand back ya haveta Rap times are crackin Randsack your asthma Ladies trends Mercedes Benz Shady friends Lady's bend backwards Get along Get along Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Wouh... I'd give my life to win some love from you |
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from Morcheeba - Charango (2002)
And so the end begins
As thunder rumbles in Odd are stacked against us Fat chances now seem slim Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Get along Get creative Get along And so it depends As day break swaggers in Staggering with no desire I lose to watch you win Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it I'd give my life to win some love from you [Rap] Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it I'd give my life to win some love from you |
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from Morcheeba - The Works (2007)
And so the end begins
As thunder rumbles in Odds are stacked against us Fat chances now seem slim Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Get along Get creative Get along And so the deep ends As day breaks swaggers in Stagerring with no desire I lose to watch you win Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Woooh... I'd give my life to win some love from you Yo' I'm Pace Won the gapper Blast past the rapper Laugh at your master Snatch bags and smack ya Rough songs AOP ass cap and afta Add mass I'll grab ya fast as ya blasta can't match the bastards stand back ya haveta Rap times are crackin Randsack your asthma Ladies trends Mercedes Benz Shady friends Lady's bend backwards Get along Get along Get along Get acquainted Get along Demonstrate it Wouh... I'd give my life to win some love from you |
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