Songtexte: Blur. Think Tank. Crazy Beat.

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You gotta get it together
You shooting at me
You're just a teenage industry
Bye, see ya, out having fun
they keep you comatose, with blood up your nose

But I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I love my brothers on a Saturday night

break out (up?)
I'm on my mobile talking to the president
I've got a head full of money I've spent
trying to get him to party with me
........................... in ecstasy But I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I love my sister and I'll love her tonight.. ooohhbreak out (up?)

And I love to hear that crazy beat
Its gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I love my brothers on a Saturday night
Yeah I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I have a feeling that I'm not alone tonight
(repeat and fade to..)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Repeat)