Eighty-Four (Lee-Smith)
Contributed by
Beadle
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Saturday, 21st June 2003 @ 04:05:00 PM in AEST
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A funky fresh beat with a funky fresh flavour,
Intentionally designed for a hardcore raver,
I take a little bit of metal, and a little bit of punk rock,
An’ mix it all together with the dance and the hip-hop,
Straight outta Camden,
I take a little bit of Ecstasy,
I smoke a little bit of weed,
Then I just drop acid,
Then I get some speed,
You don’t want them ‘cause love is the drug I need,
Well come on sister, come on brother,
It don’t matter, we’re all one or the other,
Well come on bother, come on sister,
It don’t matter, we’ve all missed her,
I’ve been b***hin’,
In my kitchen,
And I’m not too sure which plan I’m pitchin’,
‘Cause it all just goes to show,
Which way the rivers flow,
My back’s killin’,
When I should be chillin’,
The who, the what, the why, the where?
Why d’ya act like you even care?
Well come on sister, come on brother,
It don’t matter, we’re all one or the other,
Well come on bother, come on sister,
It don’t matter, we’ve all missed her,
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Beadle
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2003-06-21 16:05:00]
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