Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha woo!
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Gimme the sound and I'll make sure you're a hit son.
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Gimme the sound of the young men plaguing the day.
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A come oooooooon... ow.
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Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh-oh-oh.
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I can relate--did I tell you I was a DJ?
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I used to follow the Mondays back in the day.
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Tell me, have you ever thought about writing in Scotland?
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I know a big time producer-man out in LA.
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You've been to college, you know the score.
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The world is waiting for that knock at the door.
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You need a ticket? You need a ride?
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Give us a marvel, you'll have two on the side.
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Three car commercial, 4 on the floor...
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Just go through last year's trash and give us some more.
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Things didn't work out the last time around, but just give us a moment and gimme the sound.
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A come oooooooon... ow.
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Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh-oh-oh.
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This one's to measured, the one's too lite.
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Too esoteric for a Saturday nite.
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Maybe a cover? (Tiga you whore)
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Maybe we get Paul Epworth runnin' the board?
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It's just those tan brown creepers man how they lie,
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It's just those tan brown creepers trying to get inside, uh huh.
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Come on and give it to me--all the things you want to.
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Come on and give it to me--all the things you can.
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Come on and give it to me--I know you want to.
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Come on and give it to me--all the things you can.
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Come on and give it to me--all the things you want to.
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Come on and give it to me... all of the things you can.
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha woo!
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The Sound
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| The Rapture |
