Paroles Let's Get Incredible de Lifter Puller

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Textes et Paroles de Let's Get Incredible




this one goes out to all shady transactors, the actors, the hangers-on
blasting transistors, the tvs, the fisters, the 1st time french kissers
and the bags that you grabbed like a crab dude
and the rags you stuffed into your stab wounds
this one goes out to all the white druggie ravers, hey saviour, your soup is on
at the table with the breaking out blondes
there's a gaggle of gutted out swans
we groped on the green golf course lawn
and we sped through the 7th straight dawn
and we woke up in 7th street

first we got rushed and then we got crushed
these tiger-striped toughs are much bigger than us
first we got sliced and then we got swarmed
these sabre-toothed thugs are so heavily armed

this one goes out to all the heavyweight hangers-on, your whole fucking entourage
there's pricks in the peakskills, there's dust in these drum fills and this mouth's got mic skills
ask the brothels and hostels that housed us, ask the club kids as they crowded around us
this one goes out to all the white druggie ravers that keep puttin records on
cause they keep putting records out, cause the old ones keep wearin out
and i think the same thing that's eating you up on the inside
is the same guy that's eatin you out

(so that's when i said let's get incredible)
dude looks like jesus but sleeveless, says he's into Rush and reckless chemistry
met him in memphis, got him up to galilee, says it's easy to see
these kids want something new to get their eyes rollin back into their dreams
they want a cellophane celebration, a revolution rushing into dancefloor distribution

(from amhearst/hampton to boston, from trenton and princeton to camden)
hennepin and 7th to stinson, franklin and portland to clinton

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