Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down With The Trumpets, artist - Rizzle Kicks. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: English
Down With The Trumpets |
| Yes |
| Rizzle Kicks |
| Dag Nabbit |
| (Yayayayaaa) |
| Yo, you might hear me make a racket like Wilson |
| Cause I love summer no Rachel Bilson (yes) |
| The winter will come, |
| We just have parties inside it’s still fun, |
| We’re jammin’pump this |
| We’re bangin', |
| Change your boyfriend let’s 'av him, |
| We’re rowdy, girls make our judgement cloudy, |
| But when the sun comes through we’re still lcys, |
| We don’t wanna be lowsy, or shameless, |
| But we’re running round like we’re brainless, |
| Now i’ve got grass stains on my brand new white trainers |
| (on my brand new white trainers) |
| Ummmm… I know a few guys hate us, |
| They’re as compelling as neighbours so laters, |
| It’s blaters we’ve got our own style, you know now, |
| So go wild and get hosed down, n-no no Yeah yeah |
| Let’s get down with the trumpets |
| What |
| Let’s get down with the, down with the |
| Yeah yeah |
| Let’s get down with the trumpets |
| When I get down I get respect now, |
| And when our tunes drops, |
| You know it makes your head bounce, |
| Yeah I move with the flow, |
| And when I enter the room it shows, |
| I move sick (when I dance) |
| Then chicks (wanna dance) |
| Move in and move quick (when I dance) |
| At risk (when I dance) |
| Just be careful you don’t lose your chick |
| (when I dance) |
| That might just happen so listen deep, |
| Stick with your madame or she might just leave |
| Ummm… How much sound from the brass to the air |
| Will it take to put your bras in the air? |
| (pardon me there) |
| Just don’t pretend that, |
| If I wasn’t older you wouldn’t wanna dance with me yeah |
| You’re the last of my fears, |
| I was top boy of the class in my year, |
| Well not really but I was half way there, |
| And I coulda been the headmaster so yeah |
| Got vibes and charisma |
| (lighter and rizla) |
| Baccy and filter (shine for me mister) |
| I want the sun to shine |
| Till I’m looking at a bright blue sky |
| Yes, and we drop it like anvils, |
| Bring your whole crew to A stand still, still, |
| Stick us on at clubs and I Guarantee that nobody would stand still |