Chin Chin (ROUSSO Remix) - Noga Erez

Hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, gotta turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off I don't want problems I promise I'm gonna do it right, sir I'm not a lost case I'm just a poor kid and I wear fake tan, sir Got a short term memory Got no interest in the paps Got a phantom ache Where I used to have a heart Time ticking, one, two, three Clicking, I don't need a countdown to know it's a long run I'm ticking, one, two, three So, hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, got to turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off I thought I did all the dids Filled in the paperwork, sir Talking 'bout these walls again First you hit 'em, then you use "Now, I can't live without 'em, sir" But I've opened the doors Don't under look our halfway home Check out the sofa, sir, sir Check out the window, sir Time ticking, one, two, three Clicking, I don't need a countdown to know it's a long run I'm ticking, one, two, three Hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, got to turn it off Gotta turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, got to turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off

(Kids these days) The whole story been out of context A room full of fluorescent light, clean and tight, all in boxes People coughing, people yelling in panic and pain Vomiting, carrying their piss in a plastic bag Confused and tired beloved ones We loved once, we trusted Knew just what being clueless allowed us Now being useless unites us Sitting in a station, waiting for the last bus What was it that you expected, oh It seems unacceptable Accept the predictable - Your lost war Or were u sure mister candy would so elegantly move to the next family and skip yours? Back home, back to needles Just stay with me, though Just wait a minute I swear we're winning Show is just beginning White page, I mean it Black pen scribbled, stage 4 I know just where you're from Try fool me, I'm not dumb I'm coming only for you (candyman) I'm coming only for you I know just where you're from I know that I'm a scumbag I'm coming only for you, but one day I'll get your family too The whole morning been like a fantasy One with a bad script Written by a lunatic Brightly illuminated but, like a horror film Come get your best sits, we're about to begin And tell this motherfucker lemon man to back off Take his motherfucking lemonade and get lost Tell him he can take his act of charity and spill it Give it to the real sick kids who really fucking need it I know just where you're from I'm here to give you a hand I know you don't wanna be saved And in this squeaky bed, and even if you can't I'm coming over for you Take a sip, it's hand squeezed, an act of faith, for 30 years, wait Please know I'm not a scum Don't get confused, I'm the good guy I'm the lemon man I'm the lemon man I'm the lemon man I'm the lemon man