We Got Songtext
von The Nextmen

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we got power to fly beyond the New Earth
No, we got vision to see beyond Star Trek, law
Yeah, we got motive to make it manifest with the best
And we got force that revel like Phileas Fogg
Yeah, we got tracks to slap that right and exact
And we got wisdom to know that only nothing′s forever
Yeah, we got rhythm and hit them in the tone with the tone
Yeah, we got lyrics that make you want to study at home

Next man wanted to wait,when I was 16 I was too late
Now I want to dream, is it too late? Could destiny create?
I'm out to make lands, all to see scapes
Spinning up my hands to my new scrapes
Morale lifting free weight,who gets in my debate?
Radiation hot plates,hands free of charge
There′s no escape,from yin or yang,very hard to separate
Like love and hate,cause evil one can jump and hate you


Yeah, we got power to fly beyond the New Earth
Now we got vision to see beyond Star Trek, law
Yeah, we got motive to make it manifest with the best
And we got ports that travel like Phileas Fogg
Yeah, we got tracks to tap that right and exact
And we got wisdom to know that only nothing's forever
Yeah, we got rhythm and hit them in the tone with the tone
Yeah, we got lyrics that make you want to study at home

You know the higher you will soar, you see the smaller you will seem
To those Earth-bound drones that just lack the means to hear the tune
Who's next? Next intellect
Set rent to the border that the complacency boarded
Board the jet
Take the best seat in the house
As we lecture and you search our mental whereabouts
Next man squared ten,next continent Contact contentment as your mind is bent

Yeah, we got power to fly beyond the New Earth
Now we got vision to see beyond Star Trek, law
Yeah, we got motive to make it manifest with the best
And we got ports that travel like Phileas Fogg
Yeah, we got tracks to tap that right and exact
And we got wisdom to know that only nothing′s forever
Yeah, we got rhythm and hit them in the tone with the tone
Yeah, we got lyrics that make you want to study at home


Sometimes I suffer from a lapse in the art of telepathy
The therapy depends on you second guessing me, stressing me out
Isn′t an option you have anymore Sketching me out is impossible if you can't draw
We like boogie on the scene and like boogie down the hall
See, I hail from the boogie
Been in London for six
I studied mysticism, physics, Jungian psychology, artificial intelligence
You see, I kick like this

The raw door-to-door salesman approach won′t cut it in half
Never will gutting a car
And sacrificial ceremonies, I laugh
Why is the world so cold?
This road trying to go offline, linking your soul to soul
Need you to get me
I'm a simple man for complex reasons I work on being so you all had just best Believe you need some choke lines
Any lines I write, I ignite

I fight the war on the sublime
I′m on it. Crime, I refine
The worst crime I commit, I probably lent you to spit
Tried to be tired, but you wasn't used to it
Too much shoes to pick from Tim′s to blue suede
Girlfriend, I'm psyched 12, but don't be afraid
I search to murder any living in a traumatic baggage
And manage to ravage and bandage any topic I pick
We pave the way with the waves
Keep the click like thick

Next man like the X-Men, Bucks, Bricks The Mac without Leakwood
Camping on Cheekwood for fire in the belly of the beast
I eat good,the tick box, the neck rust,profit rejects lust
When you′re looking for greed,I′m a coach in guest bus
We burn the churn out and earn clout and turn them out
I write a thesis and police it with the hardcore facts
Relax, chill out in London
But we keep boogie bumping because it ain't where you′re from
Duke is where you're at

Yeah, we got power to fly beyond the new earth
Now we got vision to see beyond star trek, law
Yeah, we got motives to make it manifest with the facts
And we got force to travel like Phileas Fogg
Yeah, we got tracks to tap that right and exact
And we got wisdom to know that only nothing′s forever
Yeah, we got rhythm and hit them in the tone with the tone
Yeah, we got lyrics that make you want to study at home

Do it. Cut like, cut like, cut like, cut like, like a cat.
With rhythm, y'all. Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Hey, what, what
What, what, what, what, what, what What, what, what, what, what, what
Other can′t beat me
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm.

You've just had a heavy session of electroshock therapy
And you're more relaxed than you′ve been in weeks
All those childhood traumas, magically wiped away
Along with most of your personality, Most of your personality, most of your personality
Most of your personality, most of your personality
Most of your personality, most of your personality
Most of your personality, most of your personality