Lyrics:
the movie Senseless
And ya main chick, it's a wrap for her box, like merry Christmas
Was throwing bows on it
Know that hurt your soul don't it
Put a futon
just take it
Get on the dancefloor 'cause I make it
Rhythm and bass gives you the power
Like another nuclear shower
Once again in the place it's groovin'
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah)
Jukebox baby, you're the swingin'-est doll in town
(Jukebox baby) put a nickel in for Maybelline
(Jukebox baby)
kid, put it in ya pocket"
Nahmean?
Make a brother feel good, word up!
Brother feel energised
I wanna dedicate this one to the game
that put me
more than one voice singing in the darkness
Joining with that one voice
Each and every note another octave
Hands are joined and fears unlocked
If only
funeral the day that I die
Cause you can't be dead if the music's alive
Yo I strive for perfection in every single beat I'm wrecking
Then I'm ripping up
funeral the day that I die
Cause you can't be dead if the music's alive
Yo I strive for perfection in every single beat I'm wrecking
Then I'm ripping up
nickels dimes til the blessings come in the nick of time
I've been late night cruising aux cord plugged in bumping that good music sleepin' on me no more
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah)
Jukebox baby, you're the swingin'-est doll in town
(Jukebox baby) put a nickel in for Maybelline
(Jukebox baby)
too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin'
Well let me be the first to get mine oh
I was born by a lake, chicken
pull up in the church that's how we (slide)
Demon play we gone put one on the shirt that's how we (slide)
Stepper music this is different from that Kirk
all have schemes
And even though
It spells defeat
I still believe in what's possible
Days go By
I contemplate
Do I want to be
Another victim of fate
I
knees off
At the shorts and shit, hold it
It’s a chainsaw gun and neck noose and
Put those needles in you acupunctural
Have you
Not functioning, dude,
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
folks
Had style since I went to McDowell, wearin' boats
And penny loafers though I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I dribble
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I'm all about the Benjy's
But that bring jealousy and envy
in on the music shit and
Spit a quick 16 on some stupid shit
He loses it, tells me Justin Majors is the best in the city at producing hits
That night
'em up
I don't be givin' a motherfuck, red dead bodies in this truck, time to get another truck
This is my last time, sicker than the ass virus
It's
a new track and I air it out
Watching the old folks as stare me down
While I bump it in the car and I blare it out
While I’m driving by another one of my
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
And now
We have a wonderful surprise for you
It's funny how the music put times in perspective
Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it
music
Was labeled Freak Out
In '66 The Fugs signed to New York label ESP
The same label put out a
Band called The Godz, with a 'Z'
The Godz accomplished
science
That mean I'm higher than higher learnin', look in my eyes
That's where the fire's burnin'
Try to deny a music messiah's returnin'
You die
glad that you're my friend
(Yay) then leave another perfect time show
Feeling inspired and powerful
"The Ghost of Corporate Future" in my head
(my
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