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lirik lagu doyathing – gorillaz


(feat. andrã© 3000 & james murphy)

i’m a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
with a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie
i’m the light in the mall when the power is gone
the shadow in the corner, just playin’ along
i’ma lay right in my bed, i’m rolling aside
but if i get a car, i’m roamin’ to rob
because i know if i ever chill of livin’ to you
you’ve got a volunteer, and you don’t know what to do
you’d stop

you wanna do it
but you don’t know what you doin’ baby
you wanna feel it,
but you don’t know what you’re feeling tonight
and if you’re thinking
that i don’t know what you’re thinking, baby
you go on thinking
and you gonna make it alright

i’m impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
i’m at lay chimirida, not a heart and so’
i got a sat*rday night, and nothing is dead
and if i ever had to do it, well,
you know i wouldn’t care
i just kicked down, i love when i’m seen
yeah, and if i’m on a tour back, the message is free
then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
and if you get popped here, you get ‘em a lot
you get a heart-ache

you wanna do it
but you don’t know what you doin’ baby
you wanna feel it,
but you don’t know what you’re feeling tonight
and if you’re thinking
that i don’t know what you’re thinking, baby
you go on thinking
and you gonna make it alright

every time we try, we get nowhere
wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
tryin’ so hard to act like we don’t care
but it’s true, you do,
nothing is left, so i guess i’m right

new word, onomateopoeia, boom
quit actin’ like you don’t wanna be here
f*ck around and get jumped like leap year
glock and a glove make you
really wanna leave me a-lone
get the f*ck on, go’n
okay, okay, okay, back to the happy songs
rap ain’t nothin’ but an auto-talkin’ sh*t
my girl look pretty up there ridin’ d*ck
my plaid past, my solid future
astronaut *ss and a gorgeous coochie
i’m an outcast, but you’re into me
summer got mad ’cause winter blew me
that juicy fruit, that splooshie-sploosh
generation x on bloop-de-bloop
get duked out, or get dookie-duked
er’rybody hit the floor, we through the roof
like a chimney, now come in me
how come it be? some lame man
n*gg* talkin’ ’bout “aw, he don’t rap enough”
but y’all rap a lot and i’m like “wrap it up, hoe”
ye ain’t scarface, ye ain’t willie d
ye ain’t bushwick, ye ain’t killin’ me
better play with ya ma’f*ckin’ mama
betcha still stay witcha ma’f*ckin’ mama
keep sleepin’ on me, i’ma rock my pajamas
in the daytime, i swear, i promise
dare a n*gg* say somethin’, tear a n*gg* face off
how come blacks don’t play baseball?
y’all white, know y’all can taste
all this fly sh*t
i stay finna take off

do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
ye ain’t fresh squeezed juice, n*gg*, you that tang

do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
well, is you really slick rick? nope, you just ain’t a thing

bet it up, head erupts
a lava language and a vocal volcanic
if it ain’t fixed, don’t broke it, don’t panic
if it ain’t this, it ain’t sh*t, goddammit
if it ain’t this, it ain’t dope, it don’t flush
and if it ain’t hip or don’t hop, well then hush
“man, they sound like”, “man, they stole yo”
“man, they look like”, nope, it ain’t us

ah, do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
is you really slick rick? no, you just ain’t a thing

do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
do ya d*mn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
ye ain’t fresh squeezed juice, n*gg*, you that tang

every time we try, we get nowhere
wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
tryin’ so hard to act like we don’t care
but it’s true, you do,
nothin’ is left, so i guess i’m right

flip the page, our days are revelations (hide)
space is strange, doctor, i’ve got no patience
oh, it’s all a part of the process (okay, okay)
nothin’s new, it’s true, cool, i admit,
shhh! i guess you’re right


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