Tricky
Tricky - Divine Comedy songtekst
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[Dzz...uh] [And we make violence] [They make guns] Bigger ones Quicker ones [Kill the silence] [Kill the silence] We make violence And they make guns [Kill the silence] [Kill the silence] It's like everybody's got a criminal conviction How can you say that with conviction? W P * FN * FN * W P W Those who [were ahead of] me Cos you don't like the sight of me [And bide] in me Do you like this side of me? I wanna own the whole music industry And everything in it But wait a minute I'm a [hear my] people singin Not just black people All people Everybody's welcome And everybody who disagrees I抦a [shelfæŠÂm] (Lemme shout for æŠÂm?) Murderical Brainin And I'm frustrated Do I have to be Italian to be me? I wanna get hooked-up Called up [and ignored me] Why'd you call me? W P * W P FN * FN * W * P * FN P And who the fuck [I'm gonna murder me] a Jew In New York I will [??? ??? ???] a Jew All people, all races Everybody's welcome Anybody who gets [go ease] gets [shalfun] I'm frustrated Murderical Braided Guns, grenades And Rapnel I'm frustrated Guns, grenades Do I have to be Italian to be me? Wanna get hooked up Call me, bore me Why'd you call me? N What'd you call me? N What'd you call me? N N Music industry N Everything in it N Wait a minute Let my people singin Not just black people People, Everybody's welcome W P * FN * FN * You wanna live well, stack well N Fucking niggers all wanna leave with Blackwell Fucking Nigger Live Well Stack Well FN Wanna leave with Blackwell W P * FN * W P * You need funds and big guns Bigger ones, quicker ones Kill the silence, It's like every[one??]... FN W P * FN * W * P * W * W * What抯 next, sex? Broke necks What's next? Sex? Breaks necks You stack well You fucking niggers Wanna leave with Blackwell I wanna own the whole music industry And everything in it Wait a minute Let my people sing Fuck these niggers W P * FN * I wanna own the whole music industry And everything in it And everything in it Keep it singin And everything in it And everything in it Hmmm...people sing... Don't give a fuck if you're gonna mind kill a Jew You're right with me I'm right with you Everybody's welcome All races Fuck those niggers W P * Fuck you niggers * I need more money I need you, to give me More money, for my record deal FN Three million dollars Four hundred bucks We could make some guns Make some funds We could make some guns Make some funds Bigger ones Quicker ones W P W P Stack well Wanna leave with Blackwell FN Stackwell NNN Blackwell FN * FN * You stack well * I wanna leave with Blackwell (My copy ends here You stack well I wanna leave with Blackwell You fucking niggers * W * P * W P * FN * I wanna own the whole in'stry N Everything in it Wait a minute W W W (Grumbling) * (Grumbling) * FN * Leave with Blackwell FN * That every black man in the music industry has got a criminal conviction Can you say that with conviction? FN... This is no disrespect To anybody Who works at Polygram Unless you're a wreckless fucker This is who I am This is who I am This is who I am Stack well Leave with Blackwell (Lots of mumbling and repeating of previous lyrics with plenty of "PolyGram!" samples throughout.) Fucking Niggers Peace...