Tell me tell me is life just a playground Think you're the real deal honey And someone will always look out for you But wake up baby You're so totally
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Red alert! Red alert! It's a catastrophe But don't worry, don't panic Ain't nothin' goin' on but history, yeah It's alright
Feed me hungry, feed me cold When lines run deep and when I'm old Will you be there for me? Will you always be there? Will you always be there? Fear
Being with you is all I need Being with you is all I need Bom bom ba ba bah dah ba dah Being with you, oh yeah Bom bom ba ba bah dah ba dah Being with
I got you in my heart I got you in my head Your magic it surrounds me I've got you in my heart I got you in my head Let's make a rendezvous I've got
-ba-ba-Ja-ba-ba The rhythmn, the tracks, The Basement Jaxx, The rhythmn, the tracks, The Basement Jaxx, The rhythmn, the tracks, The Basement Jaxx, (
they got me here rhyming Instead of in being in my hotel room doing time maths I'm thankful for that I've been in the studio with Basement Jaxx Yeah
Don't give up Don't pull the craks in your mind apart When everything breaks down... so tired Don't give up, so choked by analysis When feed on bitterness
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{This is the mad skunk burner DJ si-si-sixteenth, its got}
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo You were a prophet from above Then you came and sucked my blood My pain became my strength I am reborn, I?m deaf not dumb
Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head
Everybody's all drunk Everybody's had enough It's getting ugly I'm so tired, so tired, so tired So take me home It's getting late for me I'll come if
I got sixteen seconds and I don't wanna stop I got no time for the present, livin' on a spinnin' top I got Satan on the TV, I got God in a frame I say
Bwoy out a road fi wi name dem a call Bout dem want fi dis Basement Jaxx after all When we check it out dem a brain it small Seven time rise seven time
So unkind Saga, saga Let me be fair Saga, saga What's your point? It's a cruel doom You cut me up like a razor, razor You're just limiting all the possibilities
Look in the mirror time to face up Ever tried to live without the photographs and money Don't have to live behind the makeup 'Cause all I want is what
Basement Jaxx Scars Coming, coming, coming Coming, coming, coming, coming Coming loose at the seams Blind spots, voices Controls gone, I'm like a balloon
