Art Riot Songtext
von The Tigerpicks

Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it

How did she die?
On the dance floor shaking her stuff
Her hands were high
She decided she′d had enough
Face to the floor
Amplifier's getting higher
(Getting higher, getting higher)

Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it


I′m climbing and crawling the black box
Can see you for miles around
Don't try and stop, let it go
Running and hit the ground
I'm climbing and crawling the black box
Can see you for miles around
Don′t try and stop, let it go
Running and hit the ground

He′s a pro, he's a pro, he′s a pro
He's a pro, he′s a pro, he's a pro
He′s a pro, don't you know?
He's a pro, he′s a pro, he′s a pro
He's a pro, he′s a pro, he's a pro
He′s a pro, don't you know?
You′re so high strung (I wish you fucking were)
Your dad's waistcoat and your mum's high heels
You′re so high strung (I wish you fucking were)
You′re so high strung

Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it
Cool kids wanna be it, wanna get it


I'm climbing and crawling the black box
Can see you for miles around
Don′t try and stop, let it go
Running and hit the ground
I'm climbing and crawling the black box
Can see you for miles around
Don′t try and stop, let it go
Running and hit the ground

Running and hit the ground
Running and hit the ground
Running and hit the ground
Running and hit the ground
Running and hit the ground