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Hey Hey Hey (Pop Another Bottle) (Laurent Wéry) · Hey Hey Hey (Pop Another Bottle) (Laurent Wéry) · Hey! Hey! Hey! (Rhoda Scott) · Hey Hey My My Yo Yo (Junior Senior) · Hey Hey: Remixes (Dennis Ferrer) · Hey Hey (Mapei) · Hey Hey (Dennis Ferrer) · Hey Now Hey (The Other Side of the Sky) [Bonus Track] (Aretha Franklin) · Hey Now Hey: The Other Side of the Sky (Aretha Franklin) · Hey Hey (Dennis Ferrer) – and 90 other albums »


a thing in the video
I can't hear a sound on the radio
In stereo in the static age

Hey hey, it's the static age
This is how the west was won
Hey hey, it's
so cold
F#m am7
And it's cold, so cold
F#m am7 d
And it's cold, so cold

G d g see
No-one's got names, under the flames
G d g see
Everyone screams,
to the boat
I'm rowing past the office windows
Mother, mother may I cry
Father will you teach me how to die the right way someday
I don't want a second chance
have them I don't want them
C#m                        D
I wear a different kind of garment
F#m              E
In my rehearsals for retirement
he's crawling after me
Dropping acid in my tea
He wants to save his soul
rock and roll
One of us must understand
It's not the drug that makes
to wallow yeah
G g g see d
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah - yeah eah
F g f g f g see d a
Eah --- huh
(modulates to a)
A f#m
I want to burn baby (six times)
A f#m d e
veins and set the radio to FM
Love songs clocked relapse defined by the RPM's of a static heart,
Reanimated by the rush of eyes and horizon.
Nothing
produced by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no static at all

Static mixed in but it don't cling
To a fat rope dope Gucci link or an earring
Hand now
give it to you (oh)
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
(Hey) I want ya girl
I became a consumer of the needs
You created, alienated myself
Through hell and higher grounds
Fascinated by static behaviour

I'll obtain what
time for me to let it go
If you really want to see
What we can do for you
Send the crazy wildin' static
Sing it

[Chorus x2]
Jam on 'cause
I found him by the stage last night
       D                  A
He was breathing his last breath
  E
A bottle of wine and a cigarette
    D
cause I punch rhymes
So tune your station, and clear all the static
and tell the truth: you didn't know that I had it 
in me, to be easy about
Intro: A D A D A D A D

A D A D
I want to lay down beside you
I want to hold your body close to mine
Like a grape that grows ripe in the sunshine
A D
passes by?
Do you hear the static of one thousand detuned radios?

Shut the window love
Keep the world outside
I don't want to think about any one
granted
Right now, you can't stand it
Break down
It's a show down
Got to scream it out loud

'Cause I'm not faking
Girl, I'm just saying

Hey you,
with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else surrounded by
(
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Cars and girls are easy come by in this day and age,
Laughing, joking, drinking, smoking,
Till I've spent my wage.
When I
Without bureaucratic ties
Deny the allegation as it's written

I want to take a ride to the great divide
Beyond the "up to date"
And the neo-gentrified
favor 
I won't take your medicine 
I don't need a remedy 
To be everything I'm supposed to be 
I don't want nobody else 
I can do it by myself
take your medicine
I don't need a remedy
To be everything I'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody else
I can do it by myself
We're meant to be
as soundwaves
That travel at mach one via the airspace
Hittin the microphone, makin it vibrate
Electrical impulses start to migrate
Along the wire 
To enter
a nigga ain't watching
I got somebody watching
Yeah, you know what time it is

[Lil Wyte]
I'm a motherfucking...
[Chorus - 2x]
Static addict, static addict,
What's that song on the radio
It's been so long since I've heard a song that I want to know
Every word and every note
What's that song
thoughts
And I want to know who I'd be
If I never had bathed in the static, the snow, and the radio wave
The flickering image, the pandering thought
That's