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Daft Punk is playing at my house, my house
I'll show you the ropes, kid, show you the ropes Got a bus and a trailer at my house, my house I'll show you the ropes kid, show you the ropes I bought fifteen cases for my house, my house All the furniture is in the garage Well daft punk is playing at my house, my house You got to set them up kid, set them up You got to set 'em up, ooh ooh yeah <i>[x2]</i> You got the set them up, set them up You got to set 'em up, ooh ooh yeah <i>[x2]</i> You got the set them up, set them up Well Daft Punk is playing at my house, my house I waited for 7 years and 15 days There's every kid for miles at my house, my house And the neighbors can't...call the police There's a fist fight brewin' at my house, my house Because the jocks can't...get in the door When Daft Punk is playing at my house, my house You got to set them up kid, set them up You got to set 'em up, ooh ooh yeah <i>[x2]</i> You got the set them up, set them up You got to set 'em up, ooh ooh yeah <i>[x2]</i> You got the set them up, set them up <i>[Cow bell solo]</i> Well everybody's lined up in my house, my house And Sarah's girlfriend is working the door Got everybody's PA in my house, my house All the robots descend from the bus There's a freak out brewing in my house, my house In the basement 'Cause Daft Punk is playing at my house, my house You got to set them up kid, set them up You got to set 'em up, ooh ooh yeah <i>[x2]</i> You got the set them up, set them up You got to set 'em up, ooh ooh yeah <i>[x2]</i> You got the set them up, set them up And never, never let them go No never, never, never let them go Never, never, never let them go Let them go Downtown |
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| 2. |
| 5:43 |
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What will you say when the day comes
When it's no fun When it's all done When it's no fun What will you say when the time comes There's a dry run when it's undone And there's no one When it's too much love Too much love Too much It's too much love Too much love Too much What will you do when you wake up Fatten you up Fasten you up Fatten you up No memories to get cloudy To get cloudy when you can't see What you can't see It's all the same when it's morning And you're boring Still ignoring everything No memories to remind you Of the old you Nothing for it Just keep it up, keep it up With no memory With no memory With no memory To keep you up at night |
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| 3. |
| 4:59 |
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Everybody makes mistakes,
But I feel alright when I come undone You're not not making me wait, But it seems alright as long as something's happening I try to make you late, But you fight me out like a fire does You try making me wait, But it feels alright as long as something's happening. Get your payments from the nation For your trials and tribulations You try to make me wait You come around when it's come undone Everybody makes you late, And it's never you, because you're always thinkin' I try making you wait, And you give me some like you give it good Everybody makes mistakes, But it seems it's mine that always keep on stingin' Get your payments from the nation For your trial and tribulations Get your payments from the nation For your trial and tribulations You try making me wait, But you come undone when you come undone Everybody makes mistakes, But it's always mine that seem to keep on stickin' Get your payments from the nation, for your trials and tribulations Get your payments from the nation, for your trials and tribulations Get your payments from the nation, for your trials and tribulations Get your payments from the nation, for your trials and tribulations Get your payments from the nation, for your trials and tribulations |
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| 4. |
| 3:04 |
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It's like a movement from the small place
To a bigger city Or it's a bigger bag to strap the ego of a little baby It's like a discipline without the discipline of All of the discipline It's like a culture Without the effort of all the culture Oh but I'm tapped You're pillaging and I'm tapped You're yesterday And I'm tapped Another reason I'm tapped It's like a movement Without the bother of all of the meaning It's like a discipline Without the discipline of all of the discipline It's like a fat guy in a t-shirt Doing all the saying It's like a couple dads and a few friends Trying hard to stay in You're history and I'm tapped You're fast and easy and I'm tapped You're pillaging And I'm tapped For best results well I'm tapped Here comes the report nothing to report see It's all the same It seems the punk rock as an experiment well It pulled up lame You got the fat guy in the t-shirt Doing all the singing Straight to the drunk tank doing the research Doing all the blame You're history and I'm tapped You're fast asleep and I'm tapped You're pillaging and I'm tapped For best results well I'm tapped It's like the culture Without the effort or all of the luggage It's like a discipline Without the discipline of all of the discipline It's like a movement Without the bother of the meaning It's like a culture Without the culture of all of the culture You're history and I'm tapped You're fast and easy And I'm tapped You're pillaging and I'm tapped And you're finicky so I'm tapped |
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| 5. |
| 4:50 | 
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| 6. |
| 8:02 |
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Beats on repeat, beating on me
From every car in the street There's a constant repeat, on repeat Of your paranoid, heartbreaking beats On repeat It's a five song repeat, beating on me With your favourite band, that helps you sleep And here comes the new stylish creep From every car in the street On repeat On repeat Don't tell nobody what, what you really want because They can tell everybody else What you really want Then you're fucked, so Act like it's for yourself or its all yours And they go and tell everybody else That you're really great We are just people You're enfranchised and entranced You're enfranchised and entrenched But know that it's yours Real life's a compromise But your beats half-assed streak is beating on me Well, my drunken week is helping me sleep I wish I could complain more about the rich but then All their children would line the streets, Come to every show, No one wants that I wish I could complain more about the rich but then All their children would flee the schools, Come to every show, Drugged and unwashed I wish I could complain more about the rich but then All their children would line the streets, Come to every show, Unwashed and drugged and Beats on repeat beating on me On your radio <i>[x6]</i> Beats on repeat beating on me Beats on repeat beating on me |
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| 3:43 |
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| 8. |
| 4:56 |
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But all I know, is all I know
Is the disco infiltrator fo sho But all I see, is all I see But still you want it owwww Stop, you can't believe, what you believe Or the disco infiltrator will leave Oh stupid me, oh stupid me But still we want it owwww Stop, we cant shake the waist Stop, you've got to shake the waist Stop, what you've been told, is what your told Is the disco infiltrator gone cold Oh stupid you, I bet' told the truth But you don't want it no! Stop, you make me frown your little town You run the disco infiltrator on down Oh stupid you, oh stupid me And we deserve it owwwwww Stop, you can shake the waist Stop, you've got to shake the waist Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time But all I know, is all I know Is the disco infiltrator fo sho But all I see, is all I see But still you want it owwww Stop, you can't believe, what you believe Or the disco infiltrator will leave Oh stupid me, oh stupid me But still we want it owwww Stop, you can't shake ya waist Stop, you've got to shake ya waist Stop, you can't shake ya waist Stop, you've got to shake ya waist Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time Bear in mind, we all fall behind, from time to time |
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| 9. |
| 6:35 |
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And it feels like it won't come on
And it takes like you're full of love Still the time never to pay on Still the time never to pay on And it feels like I'm coming home And it's still like a merry cow And it feels like it's coming home And it feels like it's full of love Still in time is the great release Something dying will be a great release |
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| 10. |
| 7:53 |
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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids from France and from London. But I was there. I was there in 1968. I was there at the first Can show in Cologne. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks. I'm losing my edge to the Internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1978. I'm losing my edge. To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin. I'm losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties. But I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge, but I was there. I was there. But I was there. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge. I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks. But I was there. I was there in 1974 at the first Suicide practices in a loft in New York City. I was working on the organ sounds with much patience. I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band. I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime." I was there. I was the first guy playing Daft Punk to the rock kids. I played it at CBGB's. Everybody thought I was crazy. We all know. I was there. I was there. I've never been wrong. I used to work in the record store. I had everything before anyone. I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan. I was there in Jamaica during the great sound clashes. I woke up naked on the beach in Ibiza in 1988. But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent. And they're actually really, really nice. I'm losing my edge. I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import. I heard that you have a white label of every seminal Detroit techno hit - 1985, '86, '87. I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s. I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your computer out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record. I hear that you and your band have sold your guitars and bought turntables. I hear that you and your band have sold your turntables and bought guitars. I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know. But have you seen my records? This Heat, Pere Ubu, Outsiders, Nation of Ulysses, Mars, The Trojans, The Black Dice, Todd Terry, the Germs, Section 25, Althea and Donna, Sexual Harrassment, a-ha, Pere Ubu, Dorothy Ashby, PIL, the Fania All-Stars, the Bar-Kays, the Human League, the Normal, Lou Reed, Scott Walker, Monks, Niagra, Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra, Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc, Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel, Soulsonic Force ("just hit me"!), Juan Atkins, David Axelrod, Electric Prunes, Gil! Scott! Heron!, the Slits, Faust, Mantronix, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Swans, the Soft Cell, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics. You don't know what you really want. <i>[x15]</i> |
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| 11. |
| 8:07 |
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A beats on repeat beating on me
From every car in the street It's constant repeat on repeat Of you paranoid heartbreaking beats On repeat It's a fine song on repeat beating on me With your favorite bed that helps you sleep And hear comes the news stylish creep From ever car in the street On repeat On repeat Uh huh Uh oh Oh yeah On repeat Don't care about any words What's it really worth Because they can tell everybody else What to really want Then your fucked so Act like it's for yourself For insides out And they Go and tell everybody else That we're really great Just people Your friends eyes are entranced Your friends eyes are entranced They know that it's us Well life is a compromise But your beats are half-assed Streak is beating on me I love drinking Weed is helping me sleep I wish I could complain more About the rich But then All the children Would learn the streets Come to every show Knowing whats there I wish I could complain more About the rich But then All the children Would fail at school Come to every show Drugged and ... I wish I could complain more About the rich But then All the children Would learn the streets Repeats of beats On your radio On your radio On your radio On your radio Beats on repeat Beating on me Beats on repeat Beating on me |
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| 12. |
| 3:55 |
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Money
Make you feel real good I always take it more than I know I should You never give it away for free You're always stealing a little love from me but you got to give it up If you want to live it up You got to give it up If you want to live it up Money Make you feel real good You're always taking more than you know you should You always take it take it take it etc... Give it up If you want to live it up You got to give it up If you want to live it up You got to give it up If you want to live it up You got to give it up If you want to live it up These are the parts of a terrible past And these are the things we can live without You got to give it up If you want to live it up These are the parts of a terrible past And these are the things we can live without |
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| 13. |
| 3:35 |
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| 14. |
| 9:21 |
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[Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Everybody keeps on talking about it... nobody's getting it done I'm tired, tired, tired now of listening, listening... knowing that the ship's gotta run [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey [Everybody keeps on pushing and shoving... nobody's, got the guts] (x3) You owe me ti-ti-time, now they're writing me in... I'm gonna act like I should [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey [Everybody keeps on listening in... Nobody listening up] (x2) We've been try-try-trying now to let you in... And, you just got let in by their luck (?) Everybody keeps on talking about it... nobody's getting it done Everybody keeps on talking about it... nobody's getting it done I'm tired, tired, tired now of listening, listening... knowing that the ship's gotta run, just gotta run Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x2) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey] (x6) [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey] (x4) |
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| 11:06 |
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[Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Everybody keeps on talking about it... nobody's getting it done I'm tired, tired, tired now of listening, listening... knowing that the ship's gotta run [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey [Everybody keeps on pushing and shoving... nobody's, got the guts] (x3) You owe me ti-ti-time, now they're writing me in... I'm gonna act like I should [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey [Everybody keeps on listening in... Nobody listening up] (x2) We've been try-try-trying now to let you in... And, you just got let in by their luck (?) Everybody keeps on talking about it... nobody's getting it done Everybody keeps on talking about it... nobody's getting it done I'm tired, tired, tired now of listening, listening... knowing that the ship's gotta run, just gotta run Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x2) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey] (x6) [Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey] (x4) |
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| 16. |
| 9:22 |
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Your city's a sucker
Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Want we want is what you want Want we want is what you want Is free tv Want you want is what we want Want you want is what we want Is a case of the ha ha ha ha's Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creeper What we want What we want What we want Is a ha ha ha ha What we want What we want What we want Is a case of the ha ha ha ha's Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creeper You have so much more space In which to In which to Ha ha ha ha You have so much more time With which you With which you Ha ha ha ha Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city is stoned Your city is stoned My city's in heat What we want Sex with movie stars What you want A career in the Ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha What we want Ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep |
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