| This ain’t the down it’s the upbeat
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| Make it complete
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| So what’s the story?
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| Guaranteed accuracy enhanced CD
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| Latest technology, Darts at Treble 20
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| Huge non-recuparable advance
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| Majors be vigilent
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| I excel in both content and deliverance
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| So let’s put on our classics
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| And we’ll ave a little dance, shall we?
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| No sales pitch, no media hype
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| No hydro, it’s nice and ripe
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| I speak in communication in bold type
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| This AIN’T yer archetypal street sound
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| Scan for ultrasound North, South, East, West
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| And all round and then to the underground
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| You say that every thing sounds the same
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| Then you go buy them! |
| There’s no excuses my friend
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| Let’s push things forward
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| As we progress to the checkpoint
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| I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint
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| But this ain’t your typical Garage joint
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| I make points which hold significance
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| That ain’t a bag it’s shipment
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| This ain’t a track it’s a movement
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| I got the settlement
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| My frequencies are transient
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| And resonate your eardrums
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| I make bangers not anthems
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| Leave that to the Artful Dodger
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| The broad shouldered 51% shareholder
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| You won’t find us on Alta Vista
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| Cult classic, not bestseller
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| Your gonna need more power,
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| Plug in the freephase and the generator
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| Crank it up to the gigawatts
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| Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens
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| Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions
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| But remember I’m just spittin',
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| Remember I’m just spittin'
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| Once bitten, forever smitten
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| You say that everything sounds the same
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| Then you go buy them! |
| There’s no excuses my friend
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| Let’s Push Things Forward
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| Spilt jewels like Eastern Riches
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| Junkie Fixes
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| Around 'ere we say Birds, not bitches
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| As London Bridge burns down, Brixton’s burning up
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| Turns out your in luck
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| Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
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| So it’s just another showflick from your
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| Local City Poet
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| Case you geezers don’t know it
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| Lets Push Things Forward
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| It’s a tall order, but were taller
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| Calling all mawlers, backstreet brawlers
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| Cornershop crawlers, victories flawless
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| Love us or hate us, but don’t slate us
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| Don’t conform to formulas
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| Pop genres and such Sharp darts, double Dutch
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| Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
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| Let’s Push Things Forward
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| You say that everything sounds the same
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| Then you go buy them! |
| There’s no excuses my friend
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| Let’s Push Things Forward. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let's Push Things Forward , by - The Streets. Song from the album Original Pirate Material, in the genre