In the morning, bing bong
We play our favourite song
Cuz we like it, we like it, we like it, like it, like it.
In the evening round the block
Popping off caps non stop
Cuz we like it, we like it, we like it, like it, like it.
Fillin big plastic bags
With water and dirty rags
Cuz we like it, we like it, we like it, like it, like it.
From the top to the ground
On the sidewalk they pound
Cuz we like it, we like it, we like it, like it, like it.
No number no numbers
Just the capital letters
Put the lyrics on the paper
As in exam for the semester
Simplicity's the muse
Inhale, exhale them words
Them sentences all the
Wicked fantasies
Music is supreme, sublime and uplifting
Holding us together like a carrying mother
Bass is like the milk, drums are like the silk
The sweetest lullaby for the nights are passing by2
Bring amplification
Waking up the entire nation
Cuz we like it, we like it, we like it, like it, like it.
Put a fifty cents coin
On the tracks and enjoy
Cuz we like it, we like it, we like it, like it, like it.
Making tactical smoke bombs
Straight from accordions
Cuz you like it, you like it, you like it, like it, like it.
We pretend we re grown ups
High class stupid shots
How you like it, but no, no, no, no, no, no,
We don't like it

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