Another Idea Songtext
von Marc Rebillet

Yeah, sometimes I just feel like I′m in a -, like a creative rut, you know?
Like, there's just no possible way I could come up with another idea...

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When you can′t come up with another idea, fuck it, dude
Just make something
Just get up, get in front of your shit, pump it out, baby
No one gives a fuck about your creative integrity, none of it matters
All that matters is that you're here, working
Making shit, yeah, huh

Go ahead and make that shit baby, go

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Make it (oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
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(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) yeah, gotta make that
(Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) gotta make that
Go money, get the fuck out, make that (oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Gotta make that shit, gotta make that
Gotta make that, gotta make that (oh-oh-oh-oh)