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WHERE IT'S AT (BECK)
05:26
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There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw, the lights turn low
The jigsaw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans, just clap your hands
Just clap your hands
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
(I got two turntables and a microphone)
Take me home with my elevator bones
Pick yourself up off the side of the road
With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones
Members only hypnotizers
Move through the room like ambulance drivers
Shine your shoes with your microphone blues
Hirsutes with your parachute fruits
Passing the dutchie from coast to coast
Like my man Gary Wilson (I rock the most)
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
What about those who swing both ways? CBGB's?
Let's make it out, baby
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Got my microphone
There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
Jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans, just clap your hands
Just clap your hands
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
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HELL YES (BECK)
02:24
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Looking for my place
On assembly lines
Fake prizes
Risin' out of the bomb-holes
Skeleton boys hyped up on purple
Smoke rings blow from across the disco
Bank notes burn like broken equipment
Lookin' for shelter readjust your position
Thought control ghost written confessions
Two dimensions dumb your head down
Duck don't look now company missiles
Power is raunchy rent-a-cops are watching
Makin' their dreams out of paper mache
Cliche wasted, hate taste-tested
Hell yes I'm movin' this way I'm doin' this thing
(Please enjoy)
Hell yes I'm turnin' it on
I'm workin' my legs hell yes
I'm callin' you out I'm switchin' my plates
(Please enjoy)
Hell yes
I'm cleanin' the floor my beat is correct
Stretched to the limit attention spans
Snap back retract collapse into laugh tracks
Noise response applause and hand claps
Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow
Breaking points on the verge of pointless
Fools anointed to the followers fanfare
Look for the common not superficial
Code red cola war conformity crisis
Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles
With magic markers running out of their ink
Lives in white out
Turn the lights out
Fax machine anthems get your damn hands up
Hell yes I'm movin' this way I'm doin' this thing
(Please enjoy)
Hell yes I'm turnin' it on I'm workin' my legs
Hell yes I'm callin' you out I'm switchin' my plates
(Please enjoy)
Hell yes
I'm cleanin' the floor
My beat is correct
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MIIRAPOSA//I TOOK YOUR WIFE/BITCH/ETC///FUCK YOU//I LOVE YOU
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