Beck - High 5 (Rock The Catskills)

jazz riff playing faintly in the background during intro:
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High 5, High 5!
High 5, High 5!

[rappers]: " C'mon on! 8! Everybody! C'mon! 7! C'mon, now! 6! 5!
Aw, yeah, I like that shit."

(no guitar throughout rest of song)

bass:
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When I rock it's like a high 5
Or a slap in the face I love the taste
All my days with my wheelchair ways
Watch me die in my suicide high
I don't mean it 'cause I only come on to you
When I step to the room with a powerful motion
Leopard skin let the records spin
'Round and round with the speed of sound

High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!

Rocky mountain low we gotta go
Put that gadget in the random mode
Cripple candy rocking the Tandy
Rhumba, brickshot, doing the foxtrot

In my car sweating like a dog
Beers and cheers, new frontiers
On my way from the 'Frisco Bay
Dixieland, soda-pop man

High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!

[spoken]:Yeah, put that machine in random mode
                Talking about popping jugger(?)
                Like...like the last century

[rapper]: "Turn that shit off, man! What's wrong with you?
Man, get the other record!

Damn!"

High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!

[rapper]: "Ok, now. Do like designer jeans. Everybody, designer
jeans! say, say, say, say,

say: Ooh, la la, sasoon! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Everybody!
One more time, let me hear

you say: Ooh, la la, sasoon! Just do it everybody, c'mon!
Now I want the ladies. All the ladies, say: Sergio Valente!
Sing it , girl. Let me hear you say: Sergio Valente! Say:
Jordache!"