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Rest In Beach
02:08
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Broken down and feeling young,
We're on a roll tonight.
On a bridge to dawn, and feeling young.
I'm gonna hold you tight.
Not wasting time, in the Brooklyn light.
Went down the Bay to the Rockaway.
Feeling outta sight..
Alright.
Gonna rise above like we did before,
Gonna ride all night.
Smash through the springs and the hydrants rings.
Not wasting time.. because I'm done with you.
Gonna rest in beach, gonna rest in Bleach, until the morning light.
Alright.
I'm not gonna rest until sundown
(It's such a bore)
I'm not gonna rest until sundown,
and fuck you, I'm on it.
Alright.
In the morning light.
In the Brooklyn light.
And Rest In Beach.
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Rip It Up
02:14
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Sun's high but the breeze is cool.
I'd rather kick it if you want me too,
I like your records and your presence, so come round baby.
I'll do anything you want me too.
Smoke's risin' and the breeze is hot,
If anything, i guess I'm gonna give it a shot.
So let me know.. and let's rip it up.
Smoke's high but the breeze is cool.
Home alone, you say drinks are due.
Summer stammer and a mess,
I'm thinking maybe, I'll do anything if you want me too.
Minds hot and the breeze is cool,
I guess i got a thing for you,
So let me know, and let's rip it up.
Run run and rip it up, Run run and shake it up.
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Working Man
01:46
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Waking up on the boulevard
Tasting blood and feeling bruised.
I don't know what is going on, but i guess I'm done with you.
Waking up on the boulevard
Tasting blood and feeling bruised.
I don't know what i'm doing here, but i guess I'm done with you.
Lies Lies, materialize.. these days are taking it's toll.
Lies Lies, patronize .. working for a pay roll.
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Booga Baby
01:35
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All alone in the place and the time and it makes me hurl,
All alone in the place and the time and I wanna know.
All alone in the place in the time, yeah shake it out.
All alone in the place in the time, yeah I wanna know.
We'll tear it up, we'll mess it up.
I know in the time and the place it hurts.
We'll tear it up, we'll tear it up.
We'll set a time and let it go.
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