I get no kick from champagne, Mere alcohol, Doesn't thrill me at all, So tell me, why should it be true, That I get a kick out of you. Some get a kick from cocaine, I'm sure that if, I took even one sniff, It would bore me terrifically,too,

Girl, I'm sitting here wondering what it is that we've done Baby who am I to be that other guy? 'Cause I've seen tables turned, a world of hurt I'd never wanna feel twice, I know what it's like from the other side And I would give anything now But you

Africa unite 'Cause we're moving right out of Babylon How good and how pleasant it would be We are the children of the Rastaman We are the children of the Iyaman So, Africa unite Ziya-po ya-ya, pa-pa-ya-pa! Ti-da-lee, na po-po pu-du-loo! Ste-na-peh na-na

I would go anywhere with you Electro man, Electronic man Electro man, Electronic woman I went outside wearing my device I came back in wearing the same device, as you You don't believe me, but I would go anywhere with you

Because you wouldn't understand Back in the day Well that was back in the day And if you weren't there It doesn't matter anyway Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh Where were you when it happened? Where could you be found?

You don't know how it feels To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake This

Didn't think it would take this long To see the things that you've been doing Didn't think I could wait this long To make the point that you've been proving I wish we all could make it The point that you've been proving The country's gone to hell But

Why'd I have to go and break your heart for kicks It's all, but it ain't Why'd I have to go and break what can't be fixed Why'd I have to be such trouble to please It wouldn't be me, oh if it was easy, if it was easy Such trouble to please It wouldn't be

Wouldn't be me without you Walk in the buildin', everybody stare Never made it to the room, I fucked her on the steps You either got balls or you shoot like Steph Yeah, yeah, yeah So damn real Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Steve Aoki, woozy gang I

I never heard a single word about you Falling in love wasn't my plan I never thought that I would be your lover Come on baby just understand This is real One, two, three, four This is it, here I stand