I was getting it going
I was feeling it so fine
Iwas doing all the things
In perfect sunshine
I was feeling it so fine
Iwas doing all the things
In perfect sunshine
I was getting all the heat
I was feeling it so great
I was doing all the things
That most people would hate
I was feeling it so great
I was doing all the things
That most people would hate
I was going with the flow
I was rhyming so free
I was saying all the things
In perfect harmony
I was rhyming so free
I was saying all the things
In perfect harmony
I was feeling oh so good
I was enjoying it yes
I was feeling all the power
Oh what a perfect mess
I was enjoying it yes
I was feeling all the power
Oh what a perfect mess
I was copletely out of tune
I had no rythem in my soul
I hadn’t even a beat
I was way out of control
I had no rythem in my soul
I hadn’t even a beat
I was way out of control
I was absolutely fumming
I was feeling the crunch
When someone said I was rubbish
So I gave them one good punch
I was feeling the crunch
When someone said I was rubbish
So I gave them one good punch
Knocking them to the floor
In an unexspected way
Even though I was truely rubbish
He spoiled my perfect day
In an unexspected way
Even though I was truely rubbish
He spoiled my perfect day
Which made me feel so angry
It wasn’t a good thing to do
As I was carted of to the cells
By the old boys in blue
It wasn’t a good thing to do
As I was carted of to the cells
By the old boys in blue
By Dr Geebers
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