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Day or night it s the way of life
Whatever keeps me pumpin
Whatever makes me feel alright
Well I ve been tryin to find myself
I was in a trance but now I feel like dancin
Put on your platforms, get your move on
Won t flow to nothin I don t like
My vibe is mental, it s never gentle
You gotta do your own thing move it side to side
Now if you love yourself, throw your hands in the air
And if you think you re sexy
Clap your hands like you just don t care
All you gotta do
Sexy things
Is be a little sexy
Bring sexy thoughts
All you gotta do
Sexy thoughts, SEX
Is be a little sexy
I got an attitude
I got a complex
I m feeling funky, I bet cha knew that
When you saw me
You thought you could take me to another place
But I ain t hip to that
I ain t with that
Here come the spotlights
I gotta get mine, so move that body
If you ain t got it
It s all about strength, poise, so make some noise
You don t have to let nobody know
How you re gonna steal the show
Now if you love yourself, throw your hands in the air
And if you think you re sexy
Clap your hands like you just don t care
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To the city beat on a treacherous curve
up upon the high wire you re observed -
You live as you live, you ll get what you deserve:
High life, dig those highlights,
sun city nightlife:
You ll be like a moth consumed by a flame.
It s a rich...

[LSK]
My baby was born in a bed
With white sheets, machines and heat
Traveled home in a car to a three room nest, eats and sleeps
Laminate flooring to crawl on, TV,
Talks, starts to walk, amongst love and security.
Goes to school, learns to read and write
Probably follows a team with his friends
And gets...

Do snu układać
Twoje pocałunki.
Ciepłymi dłońmi
gładzić Twoje sny.
Co noc wpatrywać się
w Twoje oczy.
Aż wreszcie rumieniec
zniknie z Twoich lic...

( z Twoich lic... zniknie z Twoich lic
z Twoich lic... zniknie z Twoich lic )

Choćby życie miało
trwać tylko chwilę

Under cover names

No thanks for the memory, no thanks at all,
no way we can wipe the state or contrive escape
from the names we re called.
No thanks for the memory, here it comes again,
this life running on the spot, though we hide a lot
with our cover names.
We...

Fly

Look at me
I’m alive
I want to jump and I don’t; know why
Don’t wanna live
Don’t wanna die
Just wanna see if I can fly

I’m desperate
I’m glorious
I’m going down with up interest
Hold onto me
Hold on tight
And let’s just see who gets out alive

Stupid
‘cause no cares
There’s not a net
There’s no one there, can you

Fly
You’ll...