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歌曲名 Dey Do Not ( Do Not Dey) 歌手名 Don Johnson Big Band

Now what the hell was that nothing but a pelvis slap

I slapped your pelvis and I strapped it with a velvet strap

Helmet to helmet smack contact held us back

And I might as well distract you all to come and smell this hack

Where my comrades and elders at

And would Elvis have been Elvis if his name was Elvis Black

Can we sell this track

And if we split can they weld us back

Seldom has a beggar been as fat what a selfish rat

He never made an effort never held his hat

Now it's almost like all of my members lack

Any strength and I fell in a tremendous trap

Trembling and left with a slender stack

Can it can it all be as simple as that

It's like a poorly worded sermon or assembling pack

A regular struggle a step with a stumble

Why doesn't this soap water make enough bubbles

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Well I'mma give you something you can slowly digest

Like houses of the holy or a hole in my chest

I'm bouncing off the wall I can only digress

“Put him in a box Put him in a box”Yeah we all need our rest

Now there's an issue that was poorly addressed

And the more we progress with euphoria

Pressed into warring our flesh what a glorious mess

Take my word it's as good as a historians guess

I come in peace but in a warrior's dress

It's notorious But before we assess the damage

I'll be handing out a phony address

I can manage but I need to let my phobias rest

But to totally suppress them in a draconian arrest could leave

Them bulging like the chest within the Mona Lisa's dress

And the lonelier it gets for me Thelonius and destiny

Might slowly get the best of me

Like lessons in napoleonic chess

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

I am not a rapper I'm a drum I just happen to speak

With a commoner's tongue and a habit of sleep

For someone in slumber as I've been perceived to be

I got a numb enough thumb and I love tapping the beat

My feet are stubborn when they're slamming the street

I got stamina like salmon but I'm stranded upstream

An elaborate breed of rabbit supreme I vanish and flee

In a sporadic manner of panic and glee

In a labyrinth with a bandwidth of three

Megabits per second as the standard of speed

A thousand leechers having a stab at ten seeds

I'm mad you can bet that it's as bad as it seems

It could happen to you it could happen to me

Acute and incurable mechanic fatigue

And to battle these encounters isn't down to simple vandalism

How to be profound or listen power could be found to disbelief

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em

Don't dey don't dey don't

Don't dey don't dey don't

Know what's gonna hit'em