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02.09.2008 |
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9. | Keep My Composure (feat. Spank Rock) |
10. | Saturate |
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12. | Midnight Madness |
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15. | Chemical Beats |
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Ft: Q-Tip
(Don't hold back)
cuz you woke up in the morning with initiative to move,
so why make it harder
(Don't hold back)
If you think about it so many people do, be cool man, look smarter,
(Don't hold back)
and you shouldn't even care, about the losers in the air,
and their crooked stares,
(Don't hold back)
cuz there's a party over here, so you might aswell be here,
where the people care,
The world is holding back
the time has come to...
The world is holding back
the time has come to...
The world is holding back
the time has come to...
Galvanize,
(Don't hold back)
If you think about it too much you may stumble,
trip up fall on your face,
(Don't hold back)
You think it is time you get up fresh style
like a sit-up come on keep pace
(Don't hold back)
Put apprehension on the back burner,
let it sit, don't even get it lit,
(Don't hold back)
Get involved with the jam,
don't be a prick, hot chick
(Don't hold back)
The World
The World
The time has come to -
Push the button
The World
The time has come to -
Push the button
The World
The time has come to -
Push the button
The World
My finger is on the button
My finger is on the button
My finger is on the button
Push the button
The time has come to...
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Hey girls, hey boys,
Superstar DJ's,
Here we go!
[repeat]
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(vocals : Schooly D)
Back with another one of those block rockin' beats...
We're about ready to rock-steady
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(feat. Ali Love)
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Do it again,
Do it again,
Do it again,
Do it again,
Oh my God what have I done,
(Do it again),
All I wanted was a little fun,
(Do it again),
Got a brain like bubblegum,
(Do it again),
Blowing up my cranium,
(Do it again).
Oh my God what have I done,
(Do it again),
All I wanted was a little fun,
(Do it again),
Got a brain like bubblegum,
(Do it again),
Blowing up my cranium,
(Do it again).
Oh my God what have I done,
(Do it again),
All I wanted was a little fun,
(Do it again),
Got a brain like bubblegum,
(Do it again),
Blowing up my cranium,
(Do it again).
Oh my God what have I done,
(Do it again),
All I wanted was a little fun,
(Do it again),
Got a brain like bubblegum,
(Do it again),
Blowing up my cranium,
(Do it again).
Turn off my robotic brain,
All my thoughts are all insane,
(All insane).
Do it again,
Do it again,
Do it again,
Do it again.
Paint my face and bang my drum,
Hold my bone up to the sun,
Bang my drum and paint my face,
On my plane to hyperspace.
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Let's turn this thing electric,
Do it again,
Do it again,
Do it again,
Do it again.
Oh my God what have I done,
(Do it again),
All I wanted was a little fun,
(Do it again),
Got a brain like bubblegum,
(Do it again),
Blowing up my cranium,
(Do it again).
Turn off my robotic brain,
All my thoughts are all insane,
(All insane)
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oh
I needed to believe in something
I need you to believe in something
I needed to believe something
I need you to believe in something
I needed to believe
I needed to believe
oh
oh
I needed to believe in something
I need you to believe in something
I needed to believe something
I need you to believe in something
I needed to believe
I needed to believe
I needed to believe
I needed to believe
oh
I'm moving in between
can you feel me in between
I'm moving in between
can you feel me in between
oh
oh
oh
oh
I needed to believe
I needed to believe
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You should feel what I feel, you should take what I take
You should feel, you should feel
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(Vocals: Noel Gallagher)
And how does it feel like to wake up in the sun,
And how does it feel like to shine on everyone,
How does it feel like to let forever be,
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
How does it feel like to sail in on the breeze,
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
And how does it feel like to make it happening,
And how does it feel like to breath with everything,
And how does it feel like to let forever be,
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
And how does it feel like to to be a Christian being
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
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The brothers gonna work it out
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(Vocals: Bernard Sumner)
Out of control (x3)
Sometimes I feel that I'm misunderstood,
The river's running deep right through my blood.
Your naked body's lying on the ground,
You always get me up when I'm down.
And it always seems we're running out of time.
We're out of control,
out of control,
out of control.
It may be that I'm just scared of losing you,
or maybe it's the things you make me do.
It seems to me we both should hang around,
and raise the population of this town.
And it always seems we're running out of time.
We're out of control,
out of control,
out of control.
Out of control.
But it doesn't mean we're too far down the line.
We're out of control,
out of control,
We're out of control.
Out of control.
The record player keeps on turning round,
It could be stuck, or maybe it's a sound (?).
All this time I should be there with you,
or maybe I'm just searching for the truth,
or maybe I'm just searching for the truth.
And it always seems we're running out of time.
We're out of control,
out of Control,
we're out of control.
Out of control
But it doesn't mean we're too far down the line.
We're out of control,
out of Control,
We're out of control.
Out of control(x5)
It could be that I'm losing my touch,
or maybe you think my moushtache is too much.
Satellite is out of control,
But you and I are brothers of this sun.
And you and I will come down from the cold.
Out of control.
Out of control.
*We're out of control,
Out of Control,
We're out of control.
Out of control.
Out of control,
out of control*
(repeat * verse x3)
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Ft. The Flaming Lips
As I walked along
Ehe supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in cosmic reflection
Confused and wondering
Of how I came to die
Hm...hm..
I was confused
Coz if I was dead
How and why did I die
But I composed myself
And decided I should face it
But I stood paralized
On the supposed golden path
And I was confronted
By a powerful demon force
And he said he was the devil
And when he spoke
His words flowed like glowing lava from the mouth of a volcano
And I said:
Help me, lord!!
I found myself in some kinda hell
But I did not believe in heaven and hell
World in opposites kind of reality
But I gained control of myself
And decided to press on
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was trembling with fear
All the lions and the wizards yet to come
I seen in the distance
Silver mountains rising high in the clouds
And a voice from above did whisper
Some shining answer from the moon
Please forgive me
I never meant to hurt you
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(vocals : Noel Gallagher)
You're the devil in me I brought in from the cold
You said your body was young but your mind was very old
You're coming on strong and I like the way
The visions we had have faded away
You're part of a life I've never had
I'll tell you that it's just too bad (X5)
You're coming on strong
You're showing your colour
Like a setting sun
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Heavens down
And Hell is up
All rights reversed
Driven by the planetary movements
well, down on earth
the primal chaos
is pushing backwards
but even in the danger
[Chorus:]
It never stops
and no one's stopping
It never stops
and no one's stopping.
All rights reversed
undertaking copyleft we're flying sideways
well, down on earth
the primal chaos
is pulling forward
and ... all the place with all the stars
[Chorus] (repeats many times)
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