Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turntable, artist - Tim Timebomb.
Date of issue: 01.04.2013
Song language: English
Turntable |
He’s gonna go, go get it |
Gonna run, run set it |
In an otherwise hidden realm |
Everybody knows it’s fucking wild in a new frontier unbound |
It’s not the style, nor a trial |
It’s the best of love and fate |
So, come on everybody, let’s get together |
High above the backdrop of hate |
Well there’s no more food on the table |
What once was strong, no longer able |
And an open mind, no longer stable |
And it spin like a DJ’s turntable |
A million eyeballs and a blink and a smile |
With no dimensions of sight |
Well within an inch, a billion colors |
The entire world’s contrast light |
Oh it ain’t right, another fight |
Well it gets so very clear |
With my passion on a stud, I walk through |
I walk through the vicious ones |
And I really don’t care |
Well there’s no more food on the table |
What once was strong, no longer able |
And an open mind, no longer stable |
And it spin like a DJ’s turntable |
My western mind has a hard time |
Getting across distrust |
Passive resistance, Your assistance: |
You’re the one smoking dust! |
It ain’t a style, nor a trial, it’s the best of love and hate |
Come on everybody lets get together, high above the backdrop of hate |
Well there’s no more food on the table |
And what once was strong, no longer able |
And an open mind, no longer stable |
And it spin like a DJ’s turntable |
We’ll spin like a DJ’s turntable |
We’ll spin like a DJ’s turntable |
We’ll spin like a DJ’s turntable |