| So let me welcome everybody in the place, I’m feeling mad delighted
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| It’s a party on this beat and you’re all invited
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| If you not look like the next man don’t feel small or slighted
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| It’s like I’m not from Manchester but we’re all United
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| All cliques, crews, bands, fans, old-friends and new
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| Nieces and nephews, man’dem I still ain’t met too
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| With this one going out to every single one of you
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| So let me lose your blues and let the music fuse
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| You know that, happy days ain’t a passing phase;
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| My passion’s not a fashion, man, surpassing all the cashing-in
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| To the next craze from the cathode rays
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| We need a unity mission, no omission in my vision
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| I’m talking about the invitation every nation generation
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| And relation to elate the congregation
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| Never need a reservation
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| Or an explanation for your outer presentation
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| (All in!) Original SB6
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| (All in!) Coolie Ranx with the New York connect come
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| (All in for free.) Original SB6
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| Relax, mind the gap and dance the music
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| (All in!) I feel no pain when music hit me
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| (All in!) 'Cos I can see the bug that bit me;
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| (All in for free.) Positivity
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| One and the same a-fih we
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| Well ever since we introduced the Boom with Sounds To Consume
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| Can I presume you ain’t assuming all this doom and gloom?
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| All these kids that go to gigs in Halloween costumes
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| You used to play a fucking trumpet now you’re flying a broom knob head
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| Too many ride the tides for where the pearls be
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| And dropped the politics for where the make-up girls be
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| Running where the dollar is, diluting the messages
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| From positive to negative. |
| Delirious of hearing this
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| I’m serious, my theory is no matter what the year it is
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| The people can’t ignore what been created pure
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| And even if we live obscure from it
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| I still be buzzing off the underground 'cos that’s my shit
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| I’m talking about the invitation every nation generation
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| And relation to elate the congregation
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| Never need a reservation
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| Or an explanation for your outer presentation
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| (All in!) Original SB6
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| (All in!) Coolie Ranx with the New York connect come
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| (All in for free.) Original SB6
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| Relax, mind the gap and dance the music
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| (All in!) I feel no pain when music hit me
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| (All in!) 'Cos I can see the bug that bit me;
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| (All in for free.) Positivity
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| One and the same a-fih we
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| (Coolie Ranx)
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| It’s been a long time now, but I’m here to play my part
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| Me gonna bridge up the gap from UK to New York
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| Everybody say these absurdities
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| They just can’t find those obvious to me
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| They want to water down the quality of the artistry
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| Demonise the music and its purity
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| Corrupt the spirit so we just can’t breathe
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| In murky waters me still can’t see
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| I’m talking about the invitation every nation generation
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| And relation to elate the congregation
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| Never need a reservation
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| Or an explanation for your outer presentation
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| Regulation relaxation is foundation obligation
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| (All in!) Original SB6
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| (All in!) Coolie Ranx with the New York connect come
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| (All in for free.) Original SB6
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| Relax, mind the gap and dance the music
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| (All in!) I feel no pain when music hit me
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| (All in!) 'Cos I can see the bug that bit me;
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| (All in for free.) Positivity
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| One and the same a-fih we |