Being Boiled (feat. Jim Kerr) - Phunk Investigation

Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for some God's stocking Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting Just because the kid's an orphan Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying People don't forget this torture Just because you call her mother Doesn't mean that she's your better Once more with the voice of Buddha He'll say carry on your slaughter Who cares for the little children You may slice with no conviction Blind revenge on a blameless victim Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Who cares for the little children You may slice with no conviction Blind revenge on a blameless victim Listen to the voice of Buddha Listen to the voice of Buddha Listen to the voice of Buddha

Okay, ready? Let's do it (Baby take it down) (Baby take it down) Knew you'd be here tonight So I put my best dress on Boy, I was so right Our eyes connected Now nothing's how it used to be No second guessing Track in on this feeling Pull focus close up, you and me Nobody's leaving Got me affected Spun me 180 degrees It's so electric Slow down and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Come on and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Don't wanna rush it Let the rhythm pull you in It's here, so touch it, oh You know what I'm saying And I haven't said a thing Keep the record playing Slow down and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Come on and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Oh, oh Read my body language Take it down, down Yeah, slow Yeah, slow (Will you sing it for me?) Yeah, slow (One more time) Yeah, slow Slow down and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Come on and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Slow down and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow Come on and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow.

OK, ready. Let's do it Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for some god's stocking Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting Just because the kid's an orphan Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying Children don't forget this torture Just because you call her mother Doesn't mean that she's your better Once more with the voice of Buddha He'll say carry on your slaughter Who cares for the little children You may slice with no conviction Blind revenge on a blameless victim

Beautiful phases or beautiful lies Lovers for just one day Sometimes I wonder what I see in their eyes Will love truly pave their way? Lovers who shine like a river at night Lovers in full moon shine They don't care about my cynical blues or this cynical heart of mine And you say, "it's alright" And you say, "it's alright" You can't find love with a cynical heart Just the wild and the loose ones Just the wild and the loose ones Beautiful phases or beautiful lies Lovers will fade away Sometimes I know what the next day brings Lovers will go astray Lovers that shine like a river at night Lovers in full moon shine So I am cool with my cynical views and my cynical state of mind And you say, "it's alright" And you say, "it's alright" You can't find love with a cynical heart Just the wild and the loose ones Just the wild and the loose ones Beautiful phases or beautiful lies Lovers for just one day At no time I felt I was one of them Not for a single day Not for a single day No, not for one day Not for a single day Not for one day And you say, "it's alright" And you say, "it's alright" You can't find love with a cynical heart Just the wild and the loose ones No, you can't find love with a cynical heart You can't find love with a cynical heart You can't find love with a cynical heart Just the wild and the loose ones And you say, "it's alright" And you say, "it's alright" Alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright You can't find love with a cynical heart Just the wild and the loose ones