Keep it up, let's go. Move it like you know. Keep it up, let's go. Move it like you know. . Keep it up, let's go. Move it like you know. Keep it up, let's go.
Hey Miami, you beautiful. Hey Miami you sexy. Hey Miami, can I get that number. . Big hot pockets, feya, ugly. Corny, busted, chopped, straight fugly.
Lights camera action. We gon' get fash' on. Run and tell your cousins. That we gon' get our fash' on. . Yo, fash' on. I'm a prima donna. Get it, get it hot, hot like a sauna.
Me. [Incomprehensible]. Do it to it. [Incomprehensible]. And do it to it. [Incomprehensible]. Do it to it. [Incomprehensible]. And do it to it. . Get up and do it to it.
Um hmm thats right uh huh uh huh. Um hmm thats right uh huh uh huh. . Walking down the street. Something caught my eye. A growing epidemic that really ain't fly.
Booty up. Booty down. Work that booty all around. Put it in. Pull it out. Show me what you're all about. Handle this. Handle that. Partying is where its at.
Gotta get down now, all around. Black, white and brown now, all around. Check out the sound now, all around. All around, all around. . In every town now, all around.
Coming faceless, and cold. Little flag in tanguska. With your body made of ...eyes. We have waited, for you. To come to take, a sign. We're high as sights on tanguska.
Tightrope, blank sheet. Everything could change today. Look ahead, don't look away. It's a fine line to a single point. . A deaf ear, a blind eye. Red handed with your head in the sand.
lets not worry about images. lets not worry about mind control. lets stop talking about prisoners. up against an invisible wall. lets not feel anything at all.
It's gonna. It's gonna. It's gonna. It's gonna happen soon.. . We're gonna. We're gonna. We're gonna. We're gonna let it pass right through us,. let it pass right through us..
This is where it happened. We used to go there all the time. Now there's empty buildings. Decomposing in the evening sun.. While those look like fountains.
What Is This Thing. That lives inside of me. Like a plastic gun. Full of empty thrills. . It Keeps Me In The Dark. Have you got on too. It pretends we are a part.
Coming from afar and heading for the sun. I think of us when we were molecules. Sleeping in the dark and like a loaded gun. Waiting for reactions to occur.
I'm running down the stairs. I'm running down the stairs. I'm running down the stairs. To catch it, trap it in a lens, oh, don't let it get away. . I'm running down the stairs.
I gotta listen to the echo. Cause it seems like there's someone. Someone listening. I gotta pay a close attention,. To what's out there in the distance.
Feel the gray and gold. And they run marvel sky. You have enough ?. It goes on for miles. . My, oh, my, the stars. It transcends my silver line. Like spider webs.
Take the time to count the cracks and lines in the four walls. The cell that follows you wherever you go and the black swans. Now the only chance is here and the motorway looks clear.
Look how it grows deep within us. Like precious little stones in the depths. Fingers and palms in the mud dig deeper. . The pocketless thieves coming closer.
I found some mantle like specimens we had to explain what we found. But the wasteland, the possibility is. Playing tricks in my mind. So I look away, I look away sometimes.