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The Streets – Streets Score

The Streets
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исполнитель The Streets

правообладатель 679 Recordings

жанр Поп

длительность 00:30

размер 8.18 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено Warner Music Group

Streets Score
00:30
Oi, oi, oi Sometimes I look down, sometimes I look up, oi Sometimes I look down, sometimes I look up Oi, that’s it, oi, oi I’m a fake, I don’t live the streets But there’s only so many hours in a day And I use 'em to make beats, oi In the studio, immersed in, rehearsing my technique I live loops, sleep snares and breathe beats Then sit through, keep the best there and only leave to eat Shut the door, pen and re-record the vocal just once more And now you know why these walls are the only walls I ever saw Call me The Quick Draw McGraw Show But unlodge your cord, yeah, oi Kind of like a street score, though not the genuine article More facts packed in a soundtrack to the acting In a film and I’m the lead Believe me, in the tragedy scene, a tear ran down my cheeks So cue the fairytale finale Listen to the dialogue, but not too deep Soak up the feeling, but don’t quote me, please Incidentally, don’t worry about continuity The person we hired to do that was relieved of their duties Also, in the first scene, my jeans are green But then they change mysteriously to cream Again, bad continuity, but I still mean what I mean I wear Nike a lot, my hoodie’s a tight Schott But does my life sound as interesting as a fight in a chip shop? I think not, the hype’s not to be believed I ain’t the archetypal street geez But I am right on being a beat junkie, oi I gave up the fight for an easy life a long time ago When the last bird dumped me Buy me, get one studio free I use words for effect to illustrate passion The themes ring fact and specifics are usually fiction, oi, oi I probably couldn’t tell you half of what «Has It Come To This» means I was simply setting a scene of concrete, not sky and green trees I still hold the same hundred-feet-high dreams But a lot of things scare me, though I think I read somewhere recently that fear is a useless feeling Because I can’t run to where I’m heading Without running from where I was, it’s all because Where I’m from is not the issue, this is my imagination I don’t sing the blues or feel fever Which, by definition, ain’t spoken truth either It floats around places I’ve never even been to So don’t lean toward the door at four Just as the dance floor gets raw Some of the things this tour makes out I’d done, been or did Wasn’t me, I weren’t the one, I’d only seen it I was always too zoned out on drum machine shit To worry about the day-to-day out in the dosh pit, oi, oi Flip the 12-inch, this is the original mix, called «Maybe My Sarcastic Brick Twist Daunting Will Be My Downfall», oi Suddenly I’m defined by my lyrical So I apologise for being so self-obsessed on this tune as Let’s get back to the story, soon as The Streets, the score Tell me what you think it is, 'cause I don’t know anymore
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