Maxinquaye

Tricky :
Because, in, in hell i'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Strugglin...strugglin...strugglin
Brainwashed with the
Hallucinagenics in my system
I cock the trigger
Many switch in
Switch on, switch off

Martina :
Here I'm lost

Tricky :
I'm lost

Martina :
In the name of weakness

Tricky :
Brainwashed

Martina :
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted by the mundane
Simplicity no longer plain

Tricky :
Strugglin, strugglin

Martina :
Strugglin, strugglin with the insane

Tricky :
I'm strugglin
Strugglin with the insane
...
Hallucinagenics in my system
...
They say i'm insane
I'm strugglin...strugglin

Martina :
Darkness and warmth
Obvious and mysterious
Magical colors

Tricky :
Mystical shadows

Martina :
Mystical shadows
Thought with no meaning

Tricky :
They say i'm insane

Martina :
Label me insane

Tricky :
But i'm more normal than most

Martina :
But i'm more normal than most
Strugglin so hard

Tricky :
I just need to remain
'Cause I'm strugglin

Martina :
To remain

Tricky :
I know i'm the truth

Martina :
'Cause we are the truth
See what we want to see

Tricky :
Please, please tell me what i want to hear

Martina :
Hear what we want to hear
Strugglin so hard

Tricky :
I'm strugglin

Martina :
I took a ride, yeah

Tricky :
Roll with the bullets to survive...to survive...to survive
Self preservation

Martina :
Roll with the bullets
Just to survive

Tricky :
Self preservation

Martina :
Self preservation

Tricky :
Keeps the crowd alive

Martina :
Keeps the crowd alive

Tricky :
Strugglin...strugglin
They...they say i'm insane
I'm strugglin...strugglin
They say i'm insane

Martina :
Strugglin

Tricky :
I'm more normal than most

Martina :
Strugglin

Tricky :
I'm just strugglin

Martina :
Strugglin

Tricky :
Mythical shadows

Martina :
Strugglin

Tricky :
Mysterious...the obvious

Martina :
Strugglin

Tricky :
They say im insane...I'm strugglin

Martina :
Strugglin

Tricky :
Switch in, switch on, switch off
I'm lost in contradiction
Feed me my visuals
A flashback...a flashback from way back
I'm strugglin...strugglin
Do you know what its like to struggle?
Do you...do you...have you...have you ever had to struggle?
Strugglin...strugglin
Roll with the bullets to survive
Strugglin...strugglin...strugglin to remain
They label me insane
But i'm...i'm...i think i'm more normal than most
Strugglin with the remains
Brainwashed with the cheapest
And if pain makes me stronger
Then how am i stronger?
There's a fate for the late
But the late must wait longer
Strugglin...strugglin
Roll with the bullets to survive
Self preservation keeps the crowd alive
Strugglin
In hell i'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
In hell i'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted with the mundane
Simplicity means no longer plain
Strugglin with the insane
Darkness and warmth
The obvious and mysterious
Magical colors, mythical shadows
Half thought with no meaning
They label me insane X3

Ragga :
I fight evil with evil
I fight evil with evil
Believe me how you found me
Take away my self-esteem
Anytime you're ready

Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try

Ragga :
I sleep, but gets no rest.
You scheme, but gods know best.
Second trying, I was actually dying, ohohoh!
When you drown in your devil's music
I did every need to use it.

Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try

Ragga :
Trust you if you're trustful
Use you if you're useful
Really smooth, really evil
And if you're here, and that is the reason.
Giant strides, twelve tribes
It takes a second to wreck it
Sixty seconds, forget it
I guess you dont hear me though

Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
you don't, you you don't wanna even try

Ragga :
I guess you dont hear me though,
I'm not looking yours, I'm looking mine
Looking so quiet but discreet
Echoes to see
On an unsuggested stream, unsuggested mean
Take it to the top, unstable the times
Unstable the walk
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
]From cradle to grave is Abel buried a man
With my moneys and the felons, we conquer a clearance
Building extensions of potential
But I guess you don't hear me though

Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try

Ragga :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
Even wanna try

Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try

Ragga :
oohhh ahhh
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't
Even wanna try

Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try

Ragga :
Hmmmm

Tricky :
We know, yes we know
It's my ego on fantastic.
But still, you're fuckin' with my plastic
Dedicated, medicated,
They bend and break me
Overrate me
I take a small piece and make it breathe
It takes a second for a record sucka niggas won't believe
They stress me, test me, vex me
So what, you got a gun?
That shit don't impress me
Yes yes you always walks with the crew
You're a motherfucker 'cause you're not alone
If you don't think i'm a brother, then check my chromosome
Brand new, you're retro
I already passed you on a one-two
I've been cued to this already
Bullet to the head.
Bullet to the head, what you know I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You come to represent my attention?
You need more than a mic and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)

Martina :
Scared to skip and step in case you trip and fall
Thunder picks you up, slaps you on the wall
That's maniacal, I cuff through my manocle
Mechanical and super-natty
Love is not talk, I walk on by
Exotic spices
If your mouth can't tame the meaning
Be careful of the faces you're seeing
A dread of the past and fear of the future
That's maniacal, I cuff through my manocle
Mechanical and super-natty

Tricky :
Brand new, you're retro X3
Brand new, you're retro X3
Bullet to the head, what you know I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You come to represent my attention?
You need more than a mic and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)

Tricky :
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we're living on a skelter
If you believe I'll deceive common sense says you are thief
Let me take you down the corridors of my life.

Tricky and Martina:
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference
No need to answer 'till...

Tricky:
I take further evidence.
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbour, I trudge,
So judge me for my labour,
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity.
Passing the indifference ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry, beware of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers.
We take our fill, take our fill, take a feel.

I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations, of what's become of enemies.
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen he's a calm type.
As I grow
And as I grow, I grow collective.
Before the move sit on the perspective.
Mr. Quail's in the crevice
And watches from the precipice.
Imperial passage.
Heat from the sun someday slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
I stand firm for a soil
Lick a rock off foil
So reducee me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.

Martina :
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we're living a skelter
If you believe I'll deceive and common sense says you are the thief
Let me take you down the corridors.

Tricky :
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like,
Beware of our appetite.

Martina :
The place where... X6

Tricky:
...Where I stand

Martina:
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino

Tricky:
Uhh...

Martina:
The mighty crowd-

Martina and Tricky:
Search for their spaces

Martina:
And turn around time's gone-

Martina and Tricky:
Take ten paces.

Martina:
Been up ahead -

Martina and Tricky:
Can't make head or tail of it

Martina:
I drink till I'm drunk-

Martina and Tricky:
And I smoke till I'm senseless.

Martina:
You see in black and white

Martina and Tricky:
Feel in slow motion

Martina:
I drown myself in sorrow

Martina and Tricky:
Until I wake up tomorrow.
The illusion of confusion

Martina:
It's not from where I am sat

Tricky :
Recircle recycle resemble me

Martina :
Different levels of the devil's company

Tricky:
Yeah x3

Martina:
They lead us outside-

Martina and Tricky:
Take us out quietly

Martina:
To the cage through the bars-

Martina:
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
(gives way to)
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
(underneath the...there lies a weeping)
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
(the place where...gives...liquid)
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
(underneath the...there lies a weeping)

The mighty crowd search for their spaces
(the illusion of confusion...search for...)
And turn around time's gone, I take ten paces.
(turn around...gone, i take ten paces)
Been up ahead - can't make head or tail of it
(can't make head or tail of it)
I drink 'till I'm drunk, and I smoke till I'm senseless.
(I smoke, I smoke, I smoke)

You see in black and white, feel in slow motion,
(feel in slow slow motion, and drown drown myself in sorrow)
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
(till i wake up tomorrow, the illusion of, the illusion of)
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
(the illusion of, the illusion of)
I drown myself in, I drown myself in
(the illusion of...until I, until I wake up tomorrow)
The illusion of confusion is not from where I am sat
(it's not from where I'm...circle)

Alison Goldfrapp:
Pumpkin
you're hollow within
More how I'm to slowly
let their harm
Give us some
It's sad until
Like flowers untamed
Shine out ends
I find what will make him
Love me
Life is our find
Hollow is he

Tricky:
I can't breathe and I can't see
MTV moves too fast, I refuse to understand
You go your way and I'll see mine
Feels like wasted time
And it feels like I must be blind
How'd you like yourself?
You don't know yourself

Alison Goldfrapp:
To a hollow kind,don't mind
Love is some of you
Don't dabble in fall of failure
How bad,ooh,ooh

Tricky and Alison Goldfrapp:
I smell of she and I fail to be
Well anyway,well anyway,well anyway

Alison Goldfrapp:
See how high
Go on

Tricky:
I can't see and I can't breathe
I can't see and I can't breathe
I can't see and I can't breathe
I can't see and I can't breathe
Well anyway, well anyway