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Thermals
Born in an outer space wormhole
Brought to life by the big bang
Traveled to Earth in a Dodge van

The Thermals go right to your head
The Thermals

Production line chasing mechanical dreams
I'm not just a number
Balances gaining interest but who yields the profit?
Can you measure a man by

brought
By these three charming chaps

... the right cogs loose
To break free from that farm
And bring the right pro-duce
For this rappin' sitcom
A program

just pressed
Will be gripped by the DJ's fingertips
Slipped out of the crate, out the sleeve
Laid on the technique and played out my speak-ers
Ears glued

la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Expose the theory of remarkable whirlwinds
Beats I wish I could sex like my

hot?
I'm hot
People at the party say they're feelin' hot (we hot)
Ignorants, they hot 

I know that you wanna get next to me
I can tell by the way that

Putting all the blame on her
And shame on you if you try

I understand why he got tempted
By a girl - young, fresh and un-aware
'Cause she said "oh, let me

misguided
And we had no place to call home

Same old story, different song
Most people get the lyrics wrong
Verse by verse we road a raging bull
Stomach

said
You and I only had sex one time and you now I had you open since
And now you're saying I raped you and left your ass for dead (dead)
I should have

and downwards

Soon enough y'all are suit 'em up hour
All these sunburn put the beat louder
Your chick, what about her?
Bitch, yeah, pludder sex in the mouth

power, respect, hours of sex
If they come, I'm in the shower with TEC
Try that shit next time
A hundred dollar my neck, flower Patek
I looked dirty, had

Money can't buy sleep, but it can buy a bed
Money can't buy you love, but it can buy sex
Do you posses money or by
Money are you possessed?
Money can buy

Louis, Dior
I got sex appeal
You can chop the legs up off my feet
I bet I'm stepping still
Bitch want me to have her heart
I only want her neck, for real

Money makes me feel better
You told me it was a ticket to hell
Okay, how come?
Do you think that I'm a devil?
Sex makes me feel better
How could

by the smell of your perfume 
I been that nigga, baby girl, since I was in the womb
Commitment issues, baby, I got trust issues
Went back

the noise outside
When it’s quiet on a Sunday night

Don’t push your sex and choose it
Under the socks and shoes and underwear
The quack of ducks you’re

As I look out upon my city
So bright and so pretty
Under this black London sky
And get lost in this maze
Of concrete and stone tales of sex
Drugs

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Yuh (ayy), yuh, what? (Ayy)
Yuh, yuh, what? (Ooh)
Yuh, yuh, yuh (bitch)
Yuh, yuh, fuck (ayy)

'em into bit's (Huh?)
Mr he Ain't That
He ain't that and he ain't this (Nigga)
Mr met By Chance, she just wanna suck my dick
(Bitch, ayy)
I done smoked

progress
I've always got feds knocking at my address
She wanna get on the sesh
I give her weed and Henny and sex
I've gotta say it with my
Chest cah I meant

life that
I should be ashamed for
8 hour shifts in the snow, by the same store
Dope fiends bobbin there heads
With a vien tore
Walk with the steel

lever nå (Apollo)
Så jepp det er gutten sin det
Som ikke har slutta å skrive
Om alt det dust jeg driv med
Så la meg by dere
På en ny glede
Her er en ny CD

Gestorbenen weckt
Bringe die Hölle in dein Kirchendorf
Priester, Mord und Sex
Keine Hitzewelle die mich ficken kann
Ich lege meinen Body in
'ne Wanne voller

face
I'm sorry I couldn't get out to your show
I was busy having sex with a woman (True)
Your whole persona look counterfeit (Yah)
You can count me out