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Neon Neon
Neon Neon


Background information
Origin Cardiff, UK / Los Angeles, US
Genre(s) Pop
Electronica
Hip-hop
Years active 2006—present
Label(s) Lex Records
Associated acts Super Furry Animals
Website Website
Members
Gruff Rhys
Boom Bip



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Neon Neon Album


Stainless Style (03/18/2008)
03/18/2008
1.
Neon Theme
2.
Dream Cars
3.
4.
5.
Trick For Treat (feat. Spank Rock & Sean Tillmann)
6.
Steel Your Girl (feat. Josh Klinghoffer)
7.
I Lust U (feat. Cate le Bon)
8.
Sweat Shop (feat. Yo Majesty)
9.
10.
11.
Luxury Pool (feat. Fatlip)
12.
Stainless Style
. . .

Neon Theme

[No lyrics]

. . .

Dream Cars

[No lyrics]

. . .


She had a face from an animation
Before a cinema screen projection
And if you ever got bad reception
She'd flash a smile and change the perception

She got suspicious of my intention
I didn't give her enough attention
Like I would give into some temptation
I think her head needed medication

I told her on Alderaan
That nothing else was going on
x4

One day I took her to see the doctor
He put her in a cell and locked her
And all the patients, they started to mock her
For ever thinking that someone would leave her

I told her on Alderaan
That nothing else was going on
x4
(silver pylons in the sun)

. . .


Oh raquel
You really got the power over me
Oh raquel
Your silhoutte's an hourglass, indeed
I saw you as a movie star
And now you're riding in my car

Oh raquel
Your fill me with inertia, yes you do
Oh raquel
I know this when I touch you, on a balloon
Your daddy came from bolivia
Your irish mother gave you star
Shine on

Oh raquel
Born in north chicago, long ago
Oh raquel
California taught you all you know
To act as though you didn't care
To paint your eyes and brush your hair

Oh raquel, oh raquel
Oh raquel, oh raquel
Oh raquel, oh raquel

Oh raquel (you really got the power)
-Repeated to end-

. . .

Trick For Treat

[No lyrics]

. . .

Steel Your Girl

[No lyrics]

. . .


You and I get along famously;
I need you and you need me.
Staring from the cover of a magazine,
selling our souls for the highest fee.

And I love you...
Yes, I'll love you
if the price is right.

And I lust you...
Yes, I'll lust you
if the price is right.

You and I carry on strenuously;
carrying the burden of publicity.
Straight to another inevitably,
sell photos of the newborn for the highest fee.

And I kiss you...
Yes, I'll kiss you
if the price is right.

But I love you...
Yes, I'll love you
if the price is right.

And I love you...
(You and I get along famously)
Yes, I'll love you
if the price is right.

And I lust you...
(You and I get along famously)
Yes, I'll lust you
if the price is right.

And I kiss you...
(You and I get along famously)
Yes, I'll kiss you
if the price is right.

But I love you...
(You and I get along famously)
Yes, I'll love you
if the price is right.

. . .


Damn, it's so hot in here
Tell you what, hand me that wrench

Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop

Working on the scene
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Dressing up the scene
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
You're the beauty queen
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Meaning of the screen
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop

Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop

Sweat is in the air
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Everything in there
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop

The factory contains me, and you
Feel the variety of drip drops, ooh baby
I'm so hot I'm about to faint
That's when you drive it even further into me and spank
Ooh ahh, ooh aah, lala papa say mama
Touch me, tease me, want me, need me
Getting so intense I can hardly breathe in
You feeling that
Now be real nice when it comes to the pussycat
Get it wet and make it grow
I can feel you hear me moan
Looking forward to explode, climax

Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Sweat shop, sweat shop
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop

All production lines
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Fathers took his time
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
No air conditioning
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Boiling to the brim
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Capital moves
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
To seize the grooves
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Clothing, whose?
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop
Let the management choose
Take a glimpse into my sweat shop

I got you good boy
So now you can give me some more game
The smell of sex is in the air from doing what we please
You on it, I'm on it
Making love between machines
The rhythm of how your body meets me me me ooh wee
It's hot as hell in here but who cares
I can tell you're having a good time from the way you bite your lip
The scratches on my back, ouch
But we can go all out
Showing each other what our sex is like, right out
Get comfortable
Hey supervisor, I promise to behave when we're through
Feels like the moment I can't wait for some more of you precious, mm, cooking, mm, yum, tasty
Damn baby, you turn me on
Right there, ooh shit
I'm feeling the come
Lash out and it feels good (it feels good)
Sweaty and stinky, yeah
My sweat shop

. . .


Belfast, uh oh
I picked on the wrong guy
Belfast, uh oh
You know my mind by eye
It's just a thought
I could take you for a ride
And now finish
I sail on the next tide

Tonight Belfast
I'm saying my goodbyes
Tonight Belfast
The distance in your eyes

Belfast, uh oh
You were my Vietnam
Belfast I know
Your patience overran
I took you for granted
Like so many in my day
I built my empire
And threw it all away

Tonight Belfast
I'm saying my goodbyes
Tonight Belfast
The distance in your eyes
Yeah

Tonight Belfast
I'm saying my goodbyes
Tonight Belfast
The distance in your eyes

Tonight Belfast
I'm saying my goodbyes
Tonight Belfast
The distance in your eyes
Alright Belfast
You know I might not mind
Tonight Belfast
Across the great divide
Goodnight

. . .


Give me a soul implant
Give me a soul implant
Paid for by a credit card
Paid for by a credit card

Then I'll get a second soul
Then I'll get a second soul
Paid for by a credit card
Paid for by a credit card

Then I'll get a good implant
Good implant
Make it out of silicon
Make it out of silicon

I need more stuff
Give me more stuff

'Cause you'll see my reflection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
You'll see my perfection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
You'll see my subjection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
The look of rejection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses

Big sister is watching Big Brother
Watching big sister watching another
Lawnmower
Costcutter
Leafblower
I've got a lust for power

On the hour
As I'm rolling in
I'm rolling the winds along
Down the hill
Down to the bottom of the hill

I need more stuff
I need more stuff, stuff
I need more stuff, stuff
Give me more stuff

And you'll see my reflection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
You'll see my perfection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
You'll see my subjection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
My look of rejection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
The natural selection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
And see my reflection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
That look of perfection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses
That look of dejection
In Michael Douglas's mirrored sunglasses

. . .

Luxury Pool

[No lyrics]

. . .

Stainless Style

[No lyrics]

. . .


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