Attack of the Skeleton Army - Jay Vincent & Michael Kramer

Trendy Wendys you know what I mean Hangin' around with girl who's rolling up her jeans She watches her street cred 'cause she's no dummy Saw rockin the microphone and now she's calling me a honey Says I know what I want, don't move with thugs Warehouse parties, hip-hop, and smoking drugs And whoever's been the boss she's down with 'em She's always on time 'cause the girl got rhythm To avoid all complications, I'll give some information About a certain location under Paddington Station 'Cause when I host my show I avoid the girl called Lola Who's more p-p-popular than the drink they call Coca Cola I'm just practice posing face is shaded in black Is dominating as my color, the massive attack Right now I hit it, kick it, flow smooth hit middle wicket I take a small step, now it's a giant stride People say I'm loud, why should I hide? Only had a small taste, so what a waste I quietly observe though it's not my space Bottom end's heavy, you know we're never even People call me Tricky for particular reason I've got you, say, and I've got to let you know, see We're rockin' in your area, rock beneath your balcony My baby just cares for me, well that's funny Her touch tickles, especially on my tummy Now who's got the microphone? Now who's honey? A turbo turbo and chant with a charge Addy Daddy G wild bunch crew at large Don't call me an officer just call me a sarge Mashing up the country planning also abroad Plan to go to America when I get a visa card But gettin' a visa card nowadays isn't hard So keep your ears glued listen to every chord Tokyo City's one place that we toured Four Technic plus two mixer board Sharper than a Wilkinson razor sword When I was a child I played Subbuteo on My table then I graduate to Studio One 'Cos D's my nom de plume you know but 3's my pseudonym And around my neck you know I wear the Sony Budokan Indigo blues you got me in my own shoes The people dancing in the shape, for what they make they can't lose Yes waxing lyrical but this time it's not satirical It's kinda spherical, so jam me in a cir-i-cle This is the miracle of the dubplate dub selection So whether you're black or white or half-caste in your complexion Yes pull out your phono plug and tuck you in you phony It started by Marconi, resumed by Sony A summary of wireless history and only Massive Attack enormé esplosioné Get away with you gangsters We don't want it Get away with you gangsters We don't like it Eternal love eternal love Money money money Root of all evil Money money money Root of all evil

We're gonna live to fight another day Live to fight another day Right out of the gate, they punch me in the face They drag me all around and tell me, "What a waste" Their psycho diatribe ain't what I wanna hear But I ain't gonna stop, so let me hear you cheer Mayday, mayday Gettin' loud and crazy Mayday, mayday This ain't what you wanna hear I heard they're callin' out your number and it's comin' up fast You got 15 minutes, but it ain't gonna last Hey, won't you come out and play? I'm gonna rain on your parade I'm gonna rain on your parade Hey, what do you say? I'm gonna rain on your parade I got a thousand different ways To live to fight another day Live to fight another day This is what you get for breakin' protocol Oh, wait, that's not a thing 'cause I don't trust you all They're pulling at my strings, but I ain't gonna snap They push me to the edge, but I keep comin' back Mayday, mayday Gettin' loud and crazy Mayday, mayday This ain't what you wanna hear Hey, won't you come out and play? I'm gonna rain on your parade I'm gonna rain on your parade Hey, what do you say? I'm gonna rain on your parade I got a thousand different ways To live to fight another day Live to fight another day I heard they're callin' out your number and it's comin' up fast You got 15 minutes and I hope it's a blast Hey (so long, see you later, goodnight) why don't you come out and play? (They don't like you but you put up a fight) I'm gonna rain on your parade I'm gonna rain on your parade Hey (so long, see you later, be well) what do you say? (Never mind, I guess I'll see you in hell) I'm gonna rain on your parade (I guess I'll see you in hell) I got a thousand different ways (I guess I'll see you in hell) To live to fight another day Live to fight another day

Everybody down in Huston calls him "Texas". Everybody way up North calls him "Cornbread". You shoulda heard the way that his momma called him "baby", Daddy called him "boy", his friends call him "crazy". Shoulda just called it like I saw it. Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day. The burning, the stinging, the high and the heat and the "left-me-wanting-more" Feeling when he kissed me. I shoulda just called him "Whiskey". Warm my body to the core just like a blanket. His face was so sweet then he took my breath away. Hit me so hard like a rock through a window. I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you, boy. Shoulda just called it like I saw it. Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day. The burning, the stinging, the high and the heat and the "left-me-wanting-more" Feeling when he kissed me. I shoulda just called him "Whiskey" Now the numb has set in. He's gone like the wind. And I can barely feel the pain. Shoulda just called it like I saw it. Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day. The burning, the stinging, the high and the heat and the "left-me-wanting-more" Feeling when he kissed me. The burning, the stinging, the high and the heat and the "left-me-wanting-more" Feeling when he kissed me. I shoulda just called him "Whiskey". Shoulda just called him "Whiskey". I shoulda just called him "Whiskey".