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Pass me by
03:20
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From the band that brought you aphrodisiac candy
take one of these it will come in handy
when you're rocking in the club sipping on your brandy
you'll be all love peace out like Gandhi
dance all night is the modus operandi
lie on the beach cool stones not sandy
then it's back to my flat to my stereo
speakers that I got from Tandy.
From the band that'll let you choose the music
why should you care I'm an old jurassic
don't know much only know the basics
rhymes are average not a virtuossic
check it out detailed forensic
don't take long take the geodesic
good tunes good friends good times
that night was cool I loved it.
It's always been just me myself and I
I see new people come along
and then these people pass me by.
To the girl who thought living in Brighton was shit
she never liked it, one bit.
I hope it worked out I hope you got the bit
in your teeth for life i hope you rocked some shit.
To the girl who spat out what gwan what gwan
the music's too loud pardon car fun.
Now they're getting all frisky frisky
don't take the path that's risky.
I've done drop in youth clubs, bookable beats
been around town meeting all of them neets.
Symphony sound from the street so sweet
big shout out and a big re- tweet
to the dope shit people don't take deceit
don't let it get depressed don't get downbeat
head high eyes wide on your feet
look forwards don't retreat.
It's always been just me myself and I
I see new people come along
and then these people pass me by.
This is for the crab man with a badge and a gun
running round town in the CV1
well it only started out as a little bit of fun
gotta get him off the phone because it's my turn son.
What a crazy life what a carousel
first met up at the Colin Cambell
then they burnt it down music chapelle
the music's all over finished ah well
Take it down Take it down Take it down
To the BN3 from the C O V
with a bag full of records and some memories
Met a tricky dicky landlord by the sea
rickety flat It'll do for me.
Standing on the beach you're looking out to sea
one of those times you'll feel free.
It's always been just me myself and I
I see new people come along
and then these people pass me by.
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Fake MC
03:51
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I'm a fake mc from around the way
I never did the gig so I never got paid.
Spitting on the mic with nothing to say
would have done but there were things in the way.
Ever get the feeling that you wanna be creative
only words you know are superlative
going to the town to be with the natives
I'll be the accused you can be the plaintiff.
Who's that kid at the back of the room
get a little closer you can use the zoom
hanging off the mic he's hanging off the boom
see the guy go a little freaky to the tune.
Ever get the feeling that your day has been repeated.
ever get the feeling that you've ever been cheated
Wanna start a riot but everyone's seated
gonna be a good un and it's gonna get heated.
Early days we honor we
feels like living in a fantasy
breaking from the crass city
feels like that this has to be.
I wonder if you think of me like I think of you now
doesn't really matter no sweat there's no need to mop my brow.
Doesn't wanna be with me
gotta stop rolling with the fake mc
self fulfilling prophecy
gonna be sending me to Coventry
cos love don't live here any more
don't come round here knocking my door
licking my wounds they're still a bit sore
I'm looking to the future.
Love don't live here any more
just a fake MC love don't live here any more
I'm a big fat fake and I'm far too loud
a stoner boner trying to stay in front of the crowd.
Hit me on the chin well I've never been proud
you just won, take applause then take a bow.
When I get the money I'll be going for the ratings
too much time to be sat and contemplating
back up to the wall would be understating
some where in the loft is an ugly painting.
Who's this girl you've started to be
don't wanna let it but it bothers me
cos you getting up and you leaving see
has left me a little incendiary.
Ever get the feeling that your day has been repeated.
ever get the feeling that you've ever been cheated
Wanna start a riot but everyone's seated
gonna be a good un and it's gonna get heated.
Now love don't live here any more
don't come round here knocking my door
licking my wounds they're still a bit sore
I'm looking to the future.
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Tubba 3 Ply Brighton, UK
Brighton based electronica
Ingredients:
20% guitar
25%
synths
15% sequenced
100% bass
Mix well in a sweaty nightclub until rocking. Lightly garnish with a smattering of vocals.
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