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Strikes and Gutters
01:52
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I try to be the man of my time
To take it easy while everybody whines
It's so hard to believe the rat under your feet was trying to survive
Before I open my mouth I'm talking you down
Oh how you'll come alive
Strikes and gutters, owns and uppers
Strikes and gutters
Downs and uppers
Strikes and gutters, downs and uppers
You simple suckers
Strikes and gutters, downs and uppers
You simple suckers
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2. |
The Rug
01:01
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Spanish Fly
04:08
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Take a seat beside me dove
I'll show you things you'll get a kick out of
Tell me what's it gonna be today
Or take a look, the goods are on display
Feet are dangling of the bed
You look away, your hands are soaking wet
Let me be your fix for now
It's what you came for anyhow
Did you like the shit from yesterday
Elite's favorite getaway
Then know that I've got more in store
Same same or do you wanna explore
I can tell you've got an open mind
Don't be afraid I'll promise I'll be kind
Let me be your fix for now
It's what you came for anyhow
(Flowing through your arteries
Oh your heart begging please)
I'll stand instead
Don't mind me, go ahead
Soul sliding from my feet
The record on repeat
Give me something off the bat
Don't know what you are aiming at
I just came here for my fix
Find somebody else to get your kicks
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Kaa
00:33
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King Louie
05:27
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Eyes are following
Not sure I want them to
When I look back at them, well
Lord knows (what) they're gonna do
Distorted faces smiling
They're reaching out their hands
I close my eyes and I
Surrender to the mass
Money bikes backwards at night
And hears his junglebeats so tight
Bikes towards ol' King Louie
Yeah, this boy should go to bed and sleep
Blue diamond, red heart love
That's candy crush from God above
Less is a bore, it's just a little dip
So I brush my teeth and dance some more
Drown into my lights
One more and you'll get near
White noise and all be clear
Black holes disappear
Stroboscope sheds Satan's sprites
I live forever, die tonight
Launch this rocket, hear my prayer
And frost my soul, layer for layer
(Your face)
An angels is all that I can see
Unable to connect with me
(Lights are on)
The lights are on, knock on the door
Want to open up but I'm not home
Drown into my lights
One more and you'll get near
White noise and all be clear
Black holes disappear
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El Fatso Rotterdam, Netherlands
El Fatso sounds like a hot and messy one night stand between Mr. Stonerrock and Ms. Pop.
Falsetto vocals,
crooked guitars and sweaty grooves form the ingredients for their signature sound, which they call ''Rock 'n' Roffa''.
Their songs demand you to move that ol' body of yours around, in whatever way possible and absolutely own it while doing so. After it!
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