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08/17/2009 |
1. | Cream Dream (feat. Gruff Rhys) |
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3. | 10,000 Horses Can't Be Wrong |
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6. | Synthesise |
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8. | Turn Up The Dial (feat. Young Fathers) |
9. | Ambulance |
10. | Pinball (feat. Telepathe) |
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Huge. (x9)
Audacity of Huge (x9)
I got that crank trippin’
Babe it’s you
I got that grape-cool filled swimming pool
I got those rumba robots that clean the floor
I got that mother of pearl oyster fork for sure
I got that Tammy-Faye milk money butterscotch
I got that momma case you know I got that beat to touch
[CHORUS]
I got it all
Yes it’s true…
So why don’t I get you…
I got that Bob Fosse
I got that Joey Ramone
A bag of Bill Murray
Damien Hirst Telephone
Check got that gold-thronged studded alligator leather
Digital, video, picture frame of us together
I got that honey-dip tennis court for us to play
I got the sun is set you know I always got so vain
[CHORUS]
I got it all
Yes it’s true
…So why don’t I get you
Audacity of Huge (x8)
I got that (x15)
Brand new linkin’ playin’ PNDO
With the daddy playin’ minidisc cd-rom
Book collection with the autograph James Joyce
Bio-diesel dirge-a-bubbub baby it’s choice
Double dutch dinosaur duplex in Dubai
I’ll be there with my friend who serves in South-Brunei
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I got it all
Yes it’s true
So why don’t I have you…
Audacity of Huge (x16)
I got that (x12)
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10,000 Horses Can't Be Wrong |
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Baby baby baby I dont want to
Ever give you the wrong idea
Call me up we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever
Tell me am I making myself clear?
Love can be a meaningless emotion
Pretty words that we're obliged say
Rest assured I wont ask for your complete devotion
Lets not let our hearts get in the way
Finally
The weight is off our shoulders
Play for keeps
Until the night is over
Now you know of my cruel intentions
I can play a hard game I'll admit
So it goes
We both know
You're worthy of my affection
You're not the one who I'll spend my life with
Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever
Finally
The weight is off our shoulders
Play for keeps
Until the night is over
Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever
Call me up, we'll hang out
(finally)
Call me up, we'll hang out
Call me up, we'll hang out
(finally)
I'm down for whatever
Until the night is over
Call me up, we'll hang out
I'm down for whatever (X4)
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The Man Machine
The Sax Machine
And everything
In between
The shoes
The floor
The makeup (Put makeup)
The dog
D-I-S-C-O
And I go
I know a place
Under the bridge
And off the radar
You can be Space
I'll be The Invader
I'll take you there
Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Smoke it up
Suck it down
Burn it up
Throw it down
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (Aaaaaaaaa)
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Now I know a place
Under the bridge
And off the radar
You can be Space
I'll be The Invader
I'll take you there
Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Why don't we step off the map?
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Smoke it up
Suck it down
Burn it up
Throw it down
Suck it up
Smoke it down
Burn it up
Throw it down
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
(All Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiight)
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
(All Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiight)
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
Keep on turning till there's no turning back
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If you look at Will and all he's done
and you look at me and I am none
And I look at how I'd like to see
myself in you and you in me
Then I wonder how we've softened up
and the rugged world is buttercups
Something blocked my throat and your head it seems-
it's not in you and it's not in me
It's bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between
what is said and what is seen)
Just bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole in me)
It's bad blood
If we started out with not enough
then a look away would not be rough
But we started right and you turn away
from the thing that looks upon your face
Say I'm what I seem to be
and we're left with something torn between
A moment's love can be forgot
but a moment's hate, it stains our cough
It's bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between
what is said and what is seen)
Just bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole in me)
Bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between
what is said and what is seen)
Just bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole in me)
Bad blood
(There's nothing but a hole between)
Bad blood
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