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Massive Attack
Trendy Wendy, you know what I mean
Hanging around with the girl who's rolling up her jeans
She watches her street cred 'cause she's no dummy
Saw rocking the microphone and now she's calling me a honey
Says I know what I want, don't move with thugs
With house parties, hip-hop, and smoking drugs
And whoever's been the boss she's down with them
She's always on time 'cause the girl got rhythm
To avoid all complications, I'll give some information about a
Certain location under Paddington Station
'Cause when I host my show'a, I avoid the girl called Lola
Who's more pu-pu-public than the drink they call Coca-Cola
I'm just practice posing face is shaded in black
Is dominating as my colour, the massive attack
Right now I hit it, kick it, flow smooth hit middle wicket
I take a small step, now it's a giant stride
People say I'm loud, why should I hide?
Only had a small taste, so what a waste
I quietly observe though it's not my space
Bottom end's heavy, you know we're never even
People call me Tricky for particular reason
I've got you, say, and I've got to let you know, see
Rocking in your area, rock beneath your balcony
My baby just cares for me, well, that's funny
Her touch tickles, especially on my tummy
[Daddy G]
Now who's got the microphone?
Now who's honey?

[Daddy G]
A turbo turbo and chant with a charge
Addy Daddy G wild bunch crew at large
Don't call me an officer, just call me a sarge
Mashing up the country, planning also abroad
Plan to go to America when I get a visa card
But getting a visa card nowadays isn't hard
[Daddy G]
So keep your ears glued listen to every chord
Tokyo City's one place that we toured
Four Technic plus two mixer board
Sharper than a Wilkinson razor sword
When I was a child I played Subbuteo on my table
Then I graduate to Studio One
'Cause D's my nom de plume, you know, but 3's my pseudonym
And around my neck, you know, I wear the Sony Boodo Khan
Indigo blues, you got me in my own shoes
The people dancing in the shape, for what they make they can't lose
Yes, waxing lyrical, but this time it's not satirical
It's kinda spherical, so jam me in a circle
This is the miracle of the dubplate dub selection
[Daddy G]
So whether you're black or white or half-caste in your complexion
Yes, pull out your phono plug and tuck you in you phony
It started by Marconi, resumed by Sony
A summary of wireless history and only
By Massive Attack enorme esplosione

[Horace Andy]
Wo-oh-oh, yeah, yeah
(Get away with you gangsters, we don't want it)
Wo-oh-oh (Deep down, deep down, deep down)
(Get away with you gangsters, we don't like it)
Wo-oh-ah, eternal love, eternal love
Money, money, money, root of all evil, now your gone
Money, money, money, root of all evil
Oh, whoa, hear me now
Money, money, money, root of all evil
Money, money, money, root of all evil
Mush it, oh yeah, wicked
Hear me now, hear me now, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
So good, so good, hear me girl
Money, money, sky lucky, sky lucky


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