Альбом Simian Mobile Disco

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Huge. (x9)

Audacity of Huge (x9)

I got that crank trippin’
Babe it’s you
I got that grape-cool filled swimming pool
I got those rumba robots that clean the floor
I got that mother of pearl oyster fork for sure
I got that Tammy-Faye milk money butterscotch
I got that momma case you know I got that beat to touch

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I got it all
Yes it’s true…
So why don’t I get you…

I got that Bob Fosse
I got that Joey Ramone
A bag of Bill Murray
Damien Hirst Telephone
Check got that gold-thronged studded alligator leather
Digital, video, picture frame of us together
I got that honey-dip tennis court for us to play
I got the sun is set you know I always got so vain

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I got it all
Yes it’s true
…So why don’t I get you

Audacity of Huge (x8)
I got that (x15)

Brand new linkin’ playin’ PNDO
With the daddy playin’ minidisc cd-rom
Book collection with the autograph James Joyce
Bio-diesel dirge-a-bubbub baby it’s choice
Double dutch dinosaur duplex in Dubai
I’ll be there with my friend who serves in South-Brunei

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I got it all
Yes it’s true
So why don’t I have you…

Audacity of Huge (x16)
I got that (x12)

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Baby baby baby I dont want to
Ever give you the wrong idea
Call me up we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever
Tell me am I making myself clear?

Love can be a meaningless emotion
Pretty words that we're obliged say
Rest assured I wont ask for your complete devotion
Lets not let our hearts get in the way

Finally
The weight is off our shoulders
Play for keeps
Until the night is over


Now you know of my cruel intentions
I can play a hard game I'll admit
So it goes
We both know
You're worthy of my affection
You're not the one who I'll spend my life with

Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever

Finally
The weight is off our shoulders
Play for keeps
Until the night is over

Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever

Call me up, we'll hang out
(finally)
Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
(finally)
I'm down for whatever
Until the night is over

Call me up, we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever (X4)

The Man Machine
The Sax Machine
And everything
In between

The shoes
The floor
The makeup (Put makeup)
The dog

D-I-S-C-O
And I go

I know a place
Under the bridge
And off the radar

You can be Space
I'll be The Invader
I'll take you there

Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back

Smoke it up
Suck it down
Burn it up
Throw it down

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (Aaaaaaaaa)

Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back

Now I know a place
Under the bridge
And off the radar

You can be Space
I'll be The Invader
I'll take you there

Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back

Smoke it up
Suck it down
Burn it up
Throw it down

Suck it up
Smoke it down
Burn it up
Throw it down

Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back

(All Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiight)
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back

(All Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiight)
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back

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If you look at Will and all he's done
and you look at me and I am none
And I look at how I'd like to see
myself in you and you in me

Then I wonder how we've softened up
and the rugged world is buttercups
Something blocked my throat and your head it seems-
it's not in you and it's not in me

It's bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between
what is said and what is seen)
Just bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole in me)
It's bad blood

If we started out with not enough
then a look away would not be rough
But we started right and you turn away
from the thing that looks upon your face

Say I'm what I seem to be
and we're left with something torn between
A moment's love can be forgot
but a moment's hate, it stains our cough

It's bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between
what is said and what is seen)
Just bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole in me)
Bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between
what is said and what is seen)
Just bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole in me)
Bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between)
Bad blood

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