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Air Conditioning

Sleaford Mods

Divide and Exit

2014

have them all
Who cares?

Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays burn the air conditioning
Death rays

all seems foreign
But I loathe to recommend
We start over and find a proper end

Or at least something with air conditioning
Hang on, Stanley i have

receding bruh i think i need plugs
These floors are so fucking cold i swear we need some rugs
Wintertime no air conditioning we huddle for warmth
Summertime

on a charge

I'm runnin' subterranean air conditioning
And a full electron photo array in my back yard

And when I'm headed out west just to see ya, baby

Lift

Radiohead

OK Computer: OKNOTOK 1997 2017

1997

ever again

The smell of air conditioning
The fish are belly up
Empty all your pockets
Because it's time to come home

This is the place
Remember

rested eyes
Uprisen erect, and steadfastly I gazed
To recognise the place wherein I was

In Canada they don't have air conditioning 
And in Canada I don't

Like that game
I'm obsolete now
And my friends, they all leave now
So I sit and reminisce

I mostly miss the way my
Air conditioning smelled on a Friday

were trumpets, c'mon, can you jump it?
Off over the Atlantic
Took the soul for granted
Air stole the soul like a bandit
Conditioning

Motown Stax put

Oh, holy rabble
We art ensnared to quiver liketh rippled air
Diocese of did melt sand
Worship with thy chroming hand
Coal-black clad horizon

a roof up over my head
It's got air conditioning
Yeah it's got a big soft bed
I've got some music
oh I like to listen to
I've got this song
It's a song I

of any air conditioning
No faxes or phones ... leave my Day-Timer home
I need a vacation

My eyes start to focus as awareness sets in
The snooze alarm

And there's no air conditioning where he plies his trade

On the green plate stand by the Rundle Arcade

Sits and he waits for the privilege of driving you home

times
Jesus coming to save the day
Aint no sense in running away
(Verse)
I know its hot forget about air-conditioning
You need prayer-conditioning that’s

times
Jesus coming to save the day
Aint no sense in running away
(Verse)
I know its hot forget about air-conditioning
You need prayer-conditioning that’s

poo
Fucked him in the ass and now
I smell like poo poo
I robbed a dudes air conditioning unit
He came in when it was happening
I decided to pull out my

got my air-conditioning on right now
Real cool about it oil talking please
Slick with it

Wanna know what death feel like
I suggest that you stay in

again
The smell of air conditioning
The fish are belly-up
Empty all your pockets
'Cause it's time to come home
This is the place
Remember me
I'm the face

dead air
Think I need conditioning
Got this fungi in my dinner
I was only visiting
I was only visiting
I just can't get in there
My ring was barely

cool down
No air conditioning
I won't stop
Oh no I won't stop
I'm here to fucking stay
Chatterbox
I guess I talk a lot
Well I got shit to say
It's

full sun
But I like air conditioning
Air conditioning

I've been wilting
Etiolating
I'm thirsty yet somehow overwatered
And that isn't how it's supposed

with air conditioning
When really my skin is blistering
And I'm asleep inside with the house on fire around me
So maybe this is just a dream

Long day, hot shower 
Water sizzling, aye
Hot summer with the 
Broken air conditioning, aye

Got the diamonds on my neck
Yours look cloudy, drizzlin

Christmas Time in Motor City [Bonus Track]

Was (Not Was)

Was (Not Was) [Expanded]

1981

Christmastime in Motor City
But things ain't really pretty
Leather, streets of paper, rusty panties
Smell of money in the air
But you kip

das verdient
Im SUV
Was Fahrradweg
Fahrrad Fahrrad schmeiß das weg
Springt der Motor an
Werde ich sofort zu Supermann
Springt der Motor an
Werde ich