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1. |
Silver Fangs // Boyzone
05:22
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I'm pretty much a motherfucking vampire
I'm so pale I get sunburns at night time
Black trench coat and a crewcut
Forever young, cause I never grew up
And I'm on that liquid diet too, Bud Light
In my mitt when i sit in a dark room sip
On that ice cold brew, when you listen to this shit
I'm draining your life force, it's like getting bit
By young Robert Pattinson and you're Bella Swan
So let's get it on, we're doing it doggystyle
Howling at the moon, baby maybe I'm a werewolf too
It's all good as long as I'm with you
And as we slow dance in the dark
My silver fangs glitter like the night stars
Two little scars on your neck, no need to be alarmed
Just a vampire peck, it's my tiny sign of love
Love triangles
Lines between you and I
Made with acute angles
These boys are feeling Lost
Blank slate like John Locke
I glitter in the sun cause you know I'm getting hot
Day Walker, Blade Runner, late night lover
Count Dracula's castle in Transylvania
Dancing with the devil like out of Tasmania
When we see the moon then you gonna feel the mania
This heart so cold it will give you hypothermia
Don't let anyone treat you like you were diarrhoea
Cause I wanna hold you close and that's a good idea
So I pull my cape round us you can't see us in the mirror
And as we slow dance in the dark
My silver fangs glitter like the night stars
Two little scars on your neck, no need to be alarmed
Just a vampire peck, it's my tiny sign of love
(Oooh) Welcome to the Boyzone
(Oooh) We making holes in the ozone
Layer with our lyrics, motherfucker what
Watt, what? Unit of power
Boys are back again and hasn’t been an hour
Up on a ladder turning back the clocks
Teeth grown back after smoking rocks
Memories packed up in a cardboard box
Years go by in rewind
Reminding yourself of different times
Worse than speed, up all night
E’s equal this MC shares
Its all relative, like porn these days
And so I just sit back and I blaze
Like a Vampire waiting in the shade
Biding my time, I am Legend
I need to heel, that’s a leg end
Until then The Boys are back again
21st century schizoid men
Boy you're a perfect ten
But I'm a one in a million son
I'm riding a white tiger
Still chilling 'til the very end
You're M. Bison, I'm Ken
Live young, die fast
See your life flash past your eyes
When I chi blast like a Super Saiyan
Hadoken, don't get up or I'll hadoken again
Kameha, kamehameha
I float like flappy bird, Sting like a Police,
You'll end up a butterfly in a bell jar
Make you feel weak in the knees
When I hit you with these bars
So you wanna be a rap superstar
Nah man, I wanna take a hit from the bong
And download some MP3s off Kazaa
Wazaap!
The Boys going Ghostface, you casper
Hauntology shit like we were Derrida
Spitting pop culture, goin Zizekian
One in a million, two in a billion,
Boys fuckin up the odds cus we keep on killin 'em
If the past is a memory
Memories are fallible
Did the past even exist?
Uh so that just happened
Breaking the 4th wall in your brain hole
Blowing smoke out, when your face falls
End of history, start of the century
You’re the man now dog, Boys got a destiny
Just don’t call us millennials
Cus we too slippery for those labels
Breaking out the prison of the mind
Got the plans tattooed on my spine
So sit in the inflatable seat
Get this on your ipod on repeat
These new sounds are the old sounds
Welcome to Music 2000
(2000, 2000, what?)
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2. |
Lawless
02:47
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I'm the boy Lucy Lawless (x4)
Im a tiger, you're a pussycat, clawless
Clueless, Alicia Silverstone
I'm the boy Lucy Lawless
Leather vest, hair black
Head to toe Gucci swag, looking gorgeus
I'm fuckin flawless, more or less
Well maybe more than less but I'm moreish
Like primo crack, make it clap when I zap
Past your lazy ass in a Ford Taurus
You're a tortoise, I'm a walrus
Yo we lawless, flawless
Like you stood on a trap door
Rope round your neck, Boys leave you breathless
Going like Bermuda, cus we Reckless,
For us it's all about the execution
Don’t sell yourself short like a dwarf into prostitution
Got big ambitions like getting out of bed
Inspirational rhymes like a talk with Ted
Do a power stance
Vitruvian man diagram
Well liked like a foetal photo on Instagram
Get playing this shit through the ultrasound
Goin post-partum
It's how ya mama gets down
Heads up when head downtown
Girl you better sex up with a red dress
Or a night gown, yeah we get around, I'm a hound
Let's do it in the metro
Piccadilly line, London underground
I'm the boy Lucy Lawless (x4)
Two boys but we're both like four of us
So I guess we're quarters, but there's more boys
Than Mordor has warlords, we don't cut corners
So time to square up, I'm about to flare up
Frisbee golf with chakram, dressed like a true Scotsman
Put your hair up, I'm about to cut your fucking head off
Defeat is not an option, lawless, ruthless, princess
Taking care of business
Yo I’m clueless, gormless
Goin stupid in the club like I’m Forrest
Bubba Gump gonna make me jump
Like a shrimp into the net
Butterfly, sugar, baby
Yo so twist, rummy gin
When I’m rummaging in the running gym
Nose running, snorting ketamine
Lets get it going,
Pour a pint of bitter better
Boy on Boy bars made of letters
Getting wetter, super soaker
Cigarette lit from my last spliff
Chainsmoking like a blacksmith
Tripping like on a slipped diff
Got you pausing like an old gif
Goin fast forward
Cus we the Boy Lucy Lawless
Flawless
George Michael, yeah
Psilocybin make you say Way
So let me hear you say
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3. |
Forever Young
03:13
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(The Boys never die, we're forever man)
Death is calling me, ignore him
Let it go to voice mail cause I'm immortal
I'm in freefall smoking weed
That's the Boys' way
Trojan horse full of ketamine
Looking like ghostface
Hogan on my gold chain
Hulk Hogan on my gold chain
+2 gray dragon scale mail, Gucci boots
When I play Madden '98
Shareware via snail mail
I remember back in the day
When the world was smaller
Or, so they say,
Under the influence of being ignorant
Too many baths makes you impotent
Culture for me made me a basic bitch,
Basically bored I guess
Get rich or die fast and furious
Your whole lifes a void in a village
Desktop PC in the the living room
Family watching tv and I’m in the chat room
Seein rotten stuff while downloading tunes
I do online quizzes to find out my IQ
Old man saying to himself remember when
Livin cliché like them rose tinted spex
Miss them days when it was the wild wild west
Give anyone a slap like you goin Will Smith
Who the fuck are you? I could care less
I'm the sound of silence, a whisper, careless
I'm timeless, spaceless, Lucy Lawless, pure awareness
I'm the universe made flesh
I'm a higher being manifest in a hot Boy body
Smoking weed like Gandhi
Legs in lotus under bodhi tree, satori
I am godly, nothing more nothing less
Probably, I guess
I'm a reflection of the moon
I glisten in a Mountain Dew drop, I am pure love
Listen when I make it clap with one hand
Caught me speeding down memory lane
Caught me sipping on the wrong holy grail
Caught me spitting when I talk, pissing where I walk
Catch me if you can like you Tom Hanks, son
You be talkin dumb like you Tom Hanks’ son
Critic of nostalgia cus I don’t remember
People sayin ‘Hey Boy’ but I don’t know where I met ya
Ears always burning cus someone always yapping
Mic always burning cus The Boys always rapping
Green always burning cus I dont leave the house without it
Wheels always turning like Tina Turners shouting
Look forever young cus my face emotionless
Can’t fake enthusiasm like Ricky copying David
We Boys like Michelangelo
Spinning nunchucks, uppercut
Brains on the ceiling like the Sistine, bud
Boys blowing your mind, you going Dwyer in the club
Takin shots to the head, playing with oblivion
Just wait til we’re uploaded into a big robot brain
And the moon's a giant gun
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4. |
Icarus Syndrome
03:21
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Getting high the crew
(Just us 2)
Sippin on that blue juice
(It’s a blue thing)
I’m tryna talk to you
(Can’t get through)
If communications key then whats the lock
If unitys the goal then whats the prob
Whats your love language
Call Michel Thomas
I aint got any baggage babe
I just carryon with the carryon (great)
I don’t fly first class
Cus I’m more like the pilot
Got that Icarus syndrome
Don’t know how to get down
We flyin in the sky now
Getting high off these clouds
Flying higher than a killer drone
Exploring our inner zone
I spread my wings like an eagle
I'm sleeping on a seagull
Clouds are my beddings
Silver linings, count your blessings
The moon is shining, the sun is setting
We're aligning our chakras
Sending you good vibrations like a fancy buttplug
Cause we know that you love us
And we love you too, sipping on blue juice
Sharing is caring, we're like Mr. Beast on YouTube
Got that Icarus syndrome
Don’t know how to get down
We flyin in the sky now
Getting high off these clouds
Got that Icarus syndrome
Don’t know how to get down
We flyin in the sky now
Getting high off these clouds
Cirrus high and wispy
Stratus long and thin
Cumulus like a drawing
Nimbostratus when it rains
But my favourite kinda cloud
Is the kind you blow out
Frequent flyer miles
Cus we always getting high
Call me son of Daedalus
Wax on my back like
I’m virgin goin on 40
Flying was never dangerous
With the Wright brother
Got no fear of falling
So you can hang with us
Come glide with us
Going Bill Withers
Just the two of us
Got that Icarus syndrome
Don’t know how to get down
We flyin in the sky now
Getting high off these clouds
My vape pen is my jetpack
And I'm ascending like I'm playing Nethack
Flying to space and back again, no jetlag
Ran out of juice on the dark side of the moon
Yo Houston we have problem, no money, no biggie
Yo hit me up on Cash App my username's Gollum
Sponsored by Squarespace
Subscribed to cyclical time
I've been high this entire time
I get frequent flyer miles from my dealer
My eyes are bright red and dry, must be hayfever
Got that Icarus syndrome
Don’t know how to get down
We flyin in the sky now
Getting high off these clouds
Got that Icarus syndrome
Don’t know how to get down
We flyin in the sky now
Getting high off these clouds
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Yo! I'm your worst fucking nightmare
If your worst nightmare
Is some guy making music in his room
I'm in the mosh pit drinking Jack Daniels
You're acting like a corpse, I'm acting like a cannibal
Head banging like a bucking bronco
Don't have a cow or I hit that fucking combo
And I don't give a fuck, give a fuck!
You know we don't give a fuck, give a fuck!
You wanna know why we don't give a fuck don't give a fuck
Then shut the fuck up and turn the fucking music up
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Printing image macros on the ink jet
De-motivational posters off the Internet
Got Yoda smoking weed as a JPEG
Or maybe you more into Goatse dot CX
We at the 7/11 24/7
Plasma TV screens showing 9/11
GWB asking me to join the marines
So I practice with the DE on cs_italy
On the 56k on my CRT
MDMA shaped like Mitsubishi
On that raw shit, you know, sushi
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Crazy, Terry A. Davis
Bad boy, mad boy since I was a baby
Skater boy, hater boy, everybody hates me
Fuck mom and fuck this life that she gave me
She's like "yo clean my room"
I'm like "fuck you, make me, bitch"
I'm a juggalo, smoke a lotta dro, fuck a ho
I'm a juggalo, smoke a lotta dro, fuck a ho
Drinking Faygo
Give me stuff to break, I'll grab a dirty plate
Smash it on your face, how does it taste
Strawberry cake
Filled with my motherfucking hate!
Alright Juggalos
It's time to split up and
Get ready for the wall of life
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Yo lemme tell you what I hate (what)
I hate when my mom drops me off at the mall
I hate it when coach makes me throw a ball
I hate these record companies
Making money from these goddamn pop charts
But most of all I hate
Goddamn warm beer!
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
B.O.Y. B.O.Y. B.O.Y. 'til I die
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
Party with The Boys like it's 1999
Cause we gonna rock this goddamn town tonight
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6. |
Timecop Killaz
03:08
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Timecop Killaz x 16
Blast your ass back in the past where you belong
This ain't some boomer coomer shit, the year is 2004
We got supersonic guns firing subatomic particles
We be reading memes not articles, everything's remarkable
Take a quantum leap, 9mm neocortical, eternal sleep
Send your ass back to Tartarus, your brain's dripping
Down the fucking street like a Dali timepiece
Counting bodies not sheep
Your outlook looking bleak
I put the DM in tryptamine
Turn your clock back like it was GMT
Producers addicted to them VSTs
So why the fuck aren’t you making beats?
Why the fuck are you still trying to be Ye?
I can see through your sunglasses you geek
(Yo)
Shout out all the mathematicians
Especially the fit ones
Bend over, show me that venn diagram
Meet in the middle like a hotdog man
Double Impact going Claude Van Damme
Boys spitroasting like a lamb kebab
To be honest I dunno if I’m into that
Making eye contact over her back with another man,
Do you smile at him?
Can’t even piss if you stood next to me
Lookin at pipework like I’m saving a screen
Shy bladder, balls getting fatter
Rat a tat tat on the door while I’m tooting my horn
(just a minute)
Snort it up, lick the seat, then we going
oh-wah-ah-ah-ah
Like a freak on a leash,
We doing time crimes. we doing time crimes
Call me Groundhog cus every day I’m doing crime
We doing time crimes. we doing time crimes
Call me Groundhog cus every day I’m doing crime
Time heist, nick your wristwatch
Looks like a Swatch, swiss made, it's precise
It will fetch a nice price in the time shop
A time cop caught us by surprise
Now he's reading our rights
Should be reading last rites
Cause my Glock ain't no prop
So I pop pop pop a cap, one in his crotch
Five right between his eyes
Feds drop like flies nonstop
Shots fired when the Boys ride
In a drop top, chop chop
No lingering, leave no fingerprints
Wet wipes in the glove box
Silver fangs shimmering
Here's a piece of good advice
Better think twice, make it thrice
Or you gonna get iced
Timecop Killaz x 16
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7. |
Scary Boys 4D
02:46
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I’m taking on your top 8
We talking on MSN until late
Trading pictures like they was pokemon cards
We evolving like we goin Charizard
Past asking ASL, going IRL
Tonight’s free like a CD from AOL
We like a CRT cus I think we interlaced
Babe I’m takin you back to Myspace
We get in a taxi, your head on my shoulder
I drift off to sleep it’s a long way home yeah
You wake me up and I look around
Cars parked up with no driver about
So we get out we in some old factory
Dust on the floor smells like a cattery
Chains and shit hanging from the ceiling
You know I’m starting to get a bad feeling
Then I think I hear wheels squeaking
Out from the shadows a puppet comes wheeling
With a spooky voice is says our names
Then it goes I want to play a game
Sounds all right cause gaming is my life
I'm playing CS Source all night
Five days at Freddy's, weekend at Bernie's
No worries, this ain't scary
The little man is wilding riding on a kids' bike
With training wheels, he's gaining speed
Popping wheelies, I don't know what his deal is
I'm staying alive like Bee Gees,
I was born to game, I'm half man and Half Life 2
That's a full life and half a man to boot
ASDF when I move, left click to shoot,
Click clack boom, head shot gimme the loot
Click clack boom when I step into the room
Blasting both barrels like the guy outta Doom
When I wake up I hit it like it was snooze
New nightmare what thy flesh consumed
This trap rap is a rat trap
Like a white guy trying to rap fast
It's Good to avoid the obvious
So fuck a piece of cheese, cus I want the block
Smoke a cloud a green, going tommy chong
Better Follow your dreams, only scary ones
Meanwhile
The puppet on the trike turns out alright
But he doesn’t chip in when we getting high
Some people never buy drugs
But they happy to take them
This puppet chats shite
Fact, we fuckign hate him
So we hatch a scheme of our own
Gonna fuck this guy up
So he wishes he wasn't born
Pinocchio in reverse, oh eek oh nip
Best damage type is always ironic
This cunt's bike is gonna be his downfall
So we set it up, going full Knoxville
Gets on his trike and pedals away
When he goes downhill he knows he got no brakes
Keeps getting faster and faster
Hits a ramp, through a window, glass shatter
Lands conveyer belt that puts him through machines
Comes out the end in a box one thousand piece
And if you think helmets are lame you bell-end
You better never tell anyone to play a game
Cause we dont play, we're griefing going for a teamkill
Jigsaw's missing pieces, like his fucking brain
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8. |
Tesco Garage
03:46
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Yeah
And you know that I know
Cus we going Scorpio
Gotta catch this tail
Before you feel the sting
Not the first time this frog’s crossed the stream
Yo, cus when I’m feelin me
Feel possibility of you and me
Lying in bed every Saturday
Can you feel the G
Not Gravity
You missing motivation
Don’t play me like PlayStation
No
Don’t leave me waiting like you
Staying up late to watch babestation
Boys hopping to the beat
We going every week
Don’t have a bed cus I don’t go to sleep
We drinking blue drinks
Losing count of sheep
Nikes on my feet
And lips on my cheek
Parking up at Tesco lookin so fleek
Cus Boys are rolling 8 days a week
What?
What do you mean what?
The Boys are coming up fast, Gatorade and Buckfast
We're the future you're still stuck in the past
Shut the fuck up you're tryna outlast the everlasting, stop
We masking up, catch me if you can but you won't catch up
Baby we were born to run, spun
Let's go Tesco we're just having fun
Burberry dress code, this is Tesco not the UNESCO
So if you wanna knuckle up, better buckle up
Your face gonna look like a restored fresco
My smile Glasgow, your smile asshole
My eyes black holes your eyes black and blue
Cause you fucked with the motherfucking Boys
Fucking with the boys
You wanna fill a void
Fuck yourself with toys
Going through these bags
Like they packets of McCoys
Favourite flavours enterprise
Ask Leonard Nimoy
Eat half a crisp
That’s a semi-quaver
Wanking limp dicks
That’s a semi-waver
Cut lines with clubcards
And we Don’t need saving
Boys going hard
Dancing in graveyards
When we hit the rave
Better ring the alarm
Tongues so sharp
Cutting these words in ha-
Chewing tree bark
You wanna fuck with us
Meet us in the car park
Don’t forget the change though
Getting an Asbo at Tesco
KD ratio better than Warzone
Punching you like holes in the Ozone
Wha? Fuck Sainsbury's clique
I'll bury those pricks like a ned John Wick
We're the Tesco crew, keeping it real like fake news
Self-checkout, no queues
Irn-Bru in my veins for the gains
Gotta pour a little on my homeboy's grave
Digging him up to steal their gold chain, ka-ching
I'm rubber, you're glue
My pills uppers, your pills blue
I'm L. Ron Hubbard, you're you
End up in the gutter there's nothing you can do
And it's raining blood, when it rains it pours
Like a biblical flood guarantee ya
Waterworld Tesco, not a bad idea
Car park marina, put some oars on your Kia
Pour me a beer, my Landlord going Lear
Going Romeo cus his daughter works here
Riding on the trolley like a rodeo
No bullshit, nowhere to go
Alone by the deli with coke up my snout
I’m getting busy chatting up the self checkout
Unexpected baggy in the bagging area
Catch me roaming, I give you a Caesarean
I’ll give you action like you on Police, Camera
Makin flame throwers with a can of Lynx Africa
Melt cops faces like Im opening up the Covenant
They planting evidence like the Blair government
Velcro on my shoes so they don’t take my laces
Better do the whole bag when you get arrested
Feeling great in a cell at a cellular level
When I get out
straight back at Tesco
Ghost in a shell suit
Major incident when I come through
At Tesco every day's a party
The Boys are gonna get it started
Yo so put your hands in the air
Yeah we here all day yeah
Lasses screaming out the sun roof
Big tunes with the Boys crew
Blaze it up if you got it
If not, what the fuck you doing?
We got Tesla and Bugatti
We got Stella and Bacardi
If you really wanna party
Better validate your parking
Parking in the dark you like going dogging
Going bark bark when the police come plodding
Tucking bottoms into socks when you going robbing
Sparking up a big biff when I go shopping
And don't come knocking when the van is rocking
The Boys in the carpark, ain't no stopping
Ain't no stopping
When The Boys are parking
Tes to the Co to the
B to the O to the Y to the S
Don't you go toe-to-toe
With the best, that's the Boys
Doing blow in a raspberry red
'96 Volvo, now you know
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9. |
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(Yep, yep)
I'm a dolphin
Swimming in an ocean of morphine
No gills, No limbs, ice grills
Fourteen karat custom gold fins
This some E.C.C.O. shit, Free Willy
Doing ketamine with John C. Lilly
And thanks for all the fish, bitch
With the ball on my nose I don't miss, swish
I got three keys of seaweed and I don't need a bong
I'm smoking on that deep sea shit out of a conch
Hup, hup, hup, hup
Going Dolphin Style
Girl grab my fin cus we gonna go for a ride
Put your lips on my blowhole when we deep sea dive
Going Captain Ahab on this Moby Dick, dick, dick
Yeah we doing backflips beneath the Titanic
Coast to Coast like Space Ghost across the Atlantic
You thinking you Bill Murray cus this Life’s Aquatic
Don’t wear a condom cus you’ll choke on that plastic
When I go down I don’t need a snorkel
Girl that pussy wetter than the ocean
Got a higher bodycount than Tilikum
Got you goin like (dolphin noise)
Yeah we on that ocean vibe, going full Brian Eno
The tide is high, and I don't care about Nemo
Clownfish coat by Christian Dior
Shoes Ferragamo, don't have any feet though
No need though
Call me bottlenose when I get drinking
Tequila Sunrise in the evening
Without even blinking an eye
That's how we do it SeaWorld style
Yo, let that shit sink in
Sirens are singing some shit like
Don't cha wish your boyfriend was a dolphin like me
Don't cha, don't cha, c'est la vie
Smoking doja, that's just the way of the sea
Mermaid, Merman
Have you got some coke man?
Yo I chuck an ounce in the ocean
Homeopathy in the sea, fluid motion
This Charlie don’t surf, it just gets absorbed yeah
The Boys are dolphins, Animorphs style
Flicking page after page, evolutionary lines
Flipping flippers, catching waves, big Wednesday vibes
Going wild for them ancient mariner rhymes
You watching Adult Swim, I’m watching adults fuck
Down on the ocean floor like Sealab 2021
Deeper, Marinara, call me father,
Going darker, Chicken Tikka Massala
Cowabunga, goin Orca
Bottom feeder going under
You know when the boys turn into dolphins there’s going to be thunder
Driving down the street in Lambos filled with water
Fuck with us you gonna get run over
That’s seacide
(It's the Boys, it's the Boys)
Even God took a day off
Try to pull that shit off in the Boys
And you gonna get laid off
I'm the male JLo, fuego
Juggalo, Faygo
David Koresh, Waco
Loverboy like Plato
Hindsight like Galileo
Don't slam the fucking door
No more, Winnebago Man
I'm making beats using just my left hand
While my right hand is playing Halo
Got me poppin up like Kenobi sayin Hello
There’s more lines in my head than on the Packard Bell logo
You want a mate better get Bonzi Buddy on download
Doing backflips on my desktop, destined for big things you know
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