Kids Testo
Testo Kids
We look back at the lasers targeting both of us
Hot bubbling pot bubbling, they’re hating us
Pacing down the streets, pacing down the streets
Peace is dead now, rest in peace
Speak now, no bullshit talking, gotta be now
No preconditions, gotta move fast
Take a seat, grab a pan, spread the map out
Do it now, big time. It’s your big time Remember 67?
Now forget that
Remember 9 fucking 11? Now restrain that
Get your head fact-sharp around the preset
Speak now, Speak now
Speak now
Deadline: September 2020
You wanted more but you already had way too many
You’ve been notty boys now y’all notty men, gutty men
Gut feeling is not fucking plan, No
Got any plans? No got a strategy? No got a budget?
Guess we can all shake hands on it
Any final words? No okay
(Marching)
Kids that never grow old (marching)
Mom’s hearts ‘bout to explode (marching)
All tumbling all stumbling
Pacing down the streets (marching)
Left right left, left right left
Who’s blaming who’s blaming who? Pacing down the streets
Peace is dead now, rest in peace
I might snap like a rubber glove
Peace to the peace
Yeah deuces go and chuck ‘em up
Speak from the chest
Chin north like an uppercut
It’s a great day to be you and you can’t fuck it up
You the one
Got the force for the course
Got the fork for the four course meal
Place the forcefield round the passion
If you wield the weapon then stash it
P-e-a-c-e be easy
If u queasy with the action
Sick with the fashion
Slick with the caption
“Look at us from the outside we look crazy"
Serve it to the ones who need (?)
"Middle East weather dried our brains out, definitely”
So far the underdog role paid us
Joke’s on them, they think they played us
No free lessons in this pleasant dream
They put up another scene, and we’re all in marching, marching
Kids that never grow old (marching)
Mom’s hearts ‘bout to explode (marching)
All tumbling all stumbling
Pacing down the streets (marching)
Left right left - Left right left (marching)
Who’s blaming who’s blaming who?
Pacing down the streets
Peace is dead now, rest in peace
Hot bubbling pot bubbling, they’re hating us
Pacing down the streets, pacing down the streets
Peace is dead now, rest in peace
Speak now, no bullshit talking, gotta be now
No preconditions, gotta move fast
Take a seat, grab a pan, spread the map out
Do it now, big time. It’s your big time Remember 67?
Now forget that
Get your head fact-sharp around the preset
Speak now, Speak now
Speak now
Deadline: September 2020
You wanted more but you already had way too many
You’ve been notty boys now y’all notty men, gutty men
Gut feeling is not fucking plan, No
Got any plans? No got a strategy? No got a budget?
Guess we can all shake hands on it
Any final words? No okay
(Marching)
Kids that never grow old (marching)
Mom’s hearts ‘bout to explode (marching)
All tumbling all stumbling
Pacing down the streets (marching)
Left right left, left right left
Who’s blaming who’s blaming who? Pacing down the streets
Peace is dead now, rest in peace
I might snap like a rubber glove
Peace to the peace
Yeah deuces go and chuck ‘em up
Speak from the chest
Chin north like an uppercut
It’s a great day to be you and you can’t fuck it up
You the one
Got the force for the course
Got the fork for the four course meal
Place the forcefield round the passion
If you wield the weapon then stash it
P-e-a-c-e be easy
If u queasy with the action
Sick with the fashion
Slick with the caption
“Look at us from the outside we look crazy"
Serve it to the ones who need (?)
"Middle East weather dried our brains out, definitely”
So far the underdog role paid us
Joke’s on them, they think they played us
No free lessons in this pleasant dream
They put up another scene, and we’re all in marching, marching
Kids that never grow old (marching)
Mom’s hearts ‘bout to explode (marching)
All tumbling all stumbling
Pacing down the streets (marching)
Left right left - Left right left (marching)
Who’s blaming who’s blaming who?
Pacing down the streets
Peace is dead now, rest in peace
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