[Verse 1 Mike Skinner] This aint the down, its the upbeat, make it complete So whats the story? Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD Latest technology, darts hit treble twenty Huge nonrecoupable advance, majors be vigilant I excel in both content and deliverance So lets put on our classics and well have a little dance, shall we? No sales pitch, no media hype No hydro, its nice and ripe I speak in communications in bold type This aint your archetypal street sound, scan for ultrasounds North, south, east, west and all round And then to the underground [Chorus Kevin Mark Trail] You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them Theres no excuses, my friend Lets push things forward You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them Theres no excuses, my friend Lets push things forward [Verse 2 Mike Skinner] As we progress to the check point I wholeheartedly agree with your viewpoint But this aint your typical garage joint I make points which hold significance That aint a bag, its a shipment This aint a track, its a movement I got the settlement My frequencies are transient and resonate your eardrums I make bangers, not anthems Leave that to The Artful Dodger The broadshouldered fiftyone percent shareholder You wont find us on Alta Vista Cult classic, not bestseller Youre gonna need more power Plug in the threephase and the generator Crank it up to the gigawatts Critics, ready with your pot shots, the plot thickens Put on your mittens for these subzero conditions But remember Im just spitting, remember Im just spitting Once bitten, forever smitten [Chorus Kevin Mark Trail] You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them Theres no excuses, my friend Lets push things forward You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them Theres no excuses, my friend Lets push things forward [Verse 3 Mike Skinner] Spit jewels like Eastern riches, junkie fixes Around here, we say birds, not bitches As London Bridge burns down, Brixtons burning up Turns out youre in luck, cause I know this dodgy fuck in the Duck So its just another show flick from your local city poet In case you geezers dont know it, lets push things forward Its a tall order, but were taller Calling all maulers, back street brawlers Corner shop crawlers, victorys flawless Love us or hate us, but dont slate us Dont conform to formulas, pop genres and such Sharp darts, Double Dutch Parked cars, troubles are much With more bud Lets push things forward [Chorus Kevin Mark Trail] You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them Theres no excuses, my friend Lets push things forward You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them Theres no excuses, my friend Lets push things forward
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