In the Waiting Line (Aquanotes Naked Adaptation) [feat. Sophie Barker] - Zero 7

What the fuck? Where's my keys Where's my phone? What the fuck Could have sworn, were right here And I cannot go on In a service trap, lost in time and space Everything is wrong What happened? How could I have misplaced Such necessary things Such fucking necessary shit How will I tell my friends I am running late Will I get there before it ends Will they even wait Why would I just take them off They must have dropped, this Just needs to stop I need to stop Retrace my steps No, I will not rest How will I tell my friends I am running late How will I tell my friends I am running late How will I tell my friends I am running late I couldn't sworn, I never took them off My penance, my hiking clip that I once wore, must've come apart but when It must have when, no, no, no, no, no It couldn't have been when I, did the blow, blow, blow I heard them jingle when I opened the prinkles Though my head is foggy from the beers of my choking soul (Must have been when that bitch convinced me to do that stupid fucking dance Can't believe I made myself look like such a fucking idiot Didn't even fucking get laid) Ah, fuck em No, I will never fucking dougie again I will never fucking doggie again No, I will never fucking dougie again Again I will never fucking doggie again

Before I even got my car started I realized my phone wasn't in my pocket It must still be on the fuckin' charger What am I Fuckin' retarded? Three point turn brake noise burns I'm already late as it is Accident on Ninety Five Act like you've never seen one in your whole life Never gave a damn about a yield Short cut through a field, too late My fate is sealed Slowing down, Rolling sounds Blue light means I'm screwed right? A few cruisers from 2 or 3 completely distant towns Scream to get ahead But instead they bend their necks To inspect the 6 car wreck from someone who better be dead Wanna see heads roll by the cops as we come to a full Complete Stop Don't make me get out and kill you Because I've got a hammer in my console that will do Before you die you'll stammer "I thought someone was hurt" I'll recant "well yeah, but I'm late for work" As you bleed out on your fuckin' polo shirt I realize I got some of your guts on my work shorts As you bleed out on your fuckin' polo shirt I realize I got some of your guts on my work shorts Well I guess I'm gonna have to change I guess I'm gonna have to fucking change (Nice blinker asshole) (You can go faster than 45 on the highway it's only a little fuckin' rain) (What the fuck they're paving the roads, nothing to see but a fuckin' cop) Buy a tank Mow 'em down, grind their bones into the ground Fuck em still I'll be making caddy lack trendkill Buy a tank Mow 'em down, grind their bones into the ground Fuck em see I'll be making hate three potpourri Buy a tank Buy a tank

I don't want to raise you Look at me I'm fine, I raised my damn self Whining will not phase me Save yourself you ain't no fucking damsel Be a man, for shame dude Eyes on me, your prime example, anvil My life trajectory was perfect before you came along I was going to leave your mother that summer My tattoo artist still hasn't been paid for this half sleeve Because you need back to school clothes and shoes, every year Nights late with my guys Beers, tunes and some lines Cheers boys, here's to life Phone is off for the night Need a break from the stress Kids, they make such a mess Wife is all on my neck Won't just give it a rest Time Where did it go? I gotta go to work Fucking Goddammit Kid's got a diaper to change I gotta go to work All you kid's do is complain I gotta go to work You wanna play catch with Dad I gotta go to work I gotta go to work These are the worst roommates I ever had Time to give up on being a dad I don't want to raise you Look at me I'm fine, I raised my damn self I don't want to raise you Look at me I'm fine, I raised my damn self

On your mark, get set, let's go Five, four, three, two, one, zero Hardcore, you know the score Rhymes so good I deserve an encore All about the style we bring We make you laugh like when you was a little child again Smooth, that's how I roll I got so much soul I wanna step into the party I wanna move somebody I wanna move somebody We're the masters of the ceremony What does it take to be a garage MC Personality, originality On a microphone they got to be Capital U-N the K-N-O I get down Represents south London town Pied Piper's on the decks Rock the discotheque I'm back and it set Do you really like it, do you really like it? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this (di-di, di-di-di) Do you really like it, is it, is it wicked? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that Do you really like it, do you really like it? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this (di-di, di-di-di) Do you really like it, is it, is it wicked? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that (Di-di, di-di) Represents south London town Pied Piper's on the decks (di-di, di-di) Rock the discotheque I'm back and it set This one's for the heads out there Party people can ya hear me clear? If you like it, let me see your hands in the air If you don't, y'all get the hell out of here Bass is kickin', drum is drummin' When you hear di-di-di, I'm comin' Shark P represents the west of London DT, Piper, Enter the Dragon (Di-di, di-di) We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that DT, Melody, Sharky P, Unknown to make you rock Sing we, got to sing And dance 'til we drop Oh, how you like my, how you like my How you like my style? Oh, how you like my, how you like my How you like my style? Oh, how you like my, how you like my How you like my style? Oh, how you like my, how you like my (Di-di, di-di) Do you really like it, do you really like it? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this (di-di, di-di-di) Do you really like it, is it, is it wicked? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that Do you really like it, do you really like it? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this (di-di, di-di-di) Do you really like it, is it, is it wicked? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that Hardcore, you know the score Rhymes so good I deserve an encore All about the style we bring We make you laugh like when you was a little child again Smooth, that's how I roll I got so much soul, I wanna step into the party I wanna move somebody I wanna move somebody (di-di, di-di) We're the masters of the ceremony What does it take to be a garage MC? Personality, originality On a microphone they got to be Capital U-N the K-N-O I get down Represents south London town Pied Piper's on the decks (di-di, di-di) Rock the discotheque and I'm back and it set This one's for the heads out there Party people can ya hear me clear? If you like it let me see your hands in the air If you don't, y'all get the hell out of here Bass is kickin', drum is drummin' When you hear di-di-di, I'm comin' Shark P represents the west of London DT, Piper, Enter the Dragon Represent the rest, how we flex North, south, east, west Do you really like it (di-di, di-di) Yes, we gonna drop that first I'ma pipe this face, like black street mazes If you need anything I'ma take you to Wonderland, just like Alice Play to the music, ain't nothin' but lavish (di-di, di-di) We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that DT, Melody, Sharky P, Unknown to make you rock Sing, we got to sing And dance 'til we drop Do you really like it, do you really like it? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this (di-di, di-di-di) Do you really like it, is it, is it wicked? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that (Di-di, di-di) Do you really like it, do you really like it? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like this (di-di, di-di-di) Do you really like it, is it, is it wicked? We're lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it We're lovin' it like that (Di-di, di-di)